Dealing With An Illness Poem by Ray Hansell

Some nights seem so lonely
I just lay there and cry
I spend my time searching
For the what for and the why's

Most times I get no where fast
The answers can't be found
At times when I feel this way
I want no one else around

Sometimes I wallow in self pity
Trying to figure things out
But all the thinking and wondering
Just fills me with more doubt

I know that I must accept
The hand that I was dealt
I often try to minimize
The mixed feelings I have felt

There are many people that I know
Who often receive bad news
When they feel down the most
They look for anything they could use

I explain in great detail
The different emotions they'll go through
Hopefully they'll listen closely
Maybe their frustrations will be few

I know that what I've been through
Is tragic without a doubt
But if you do the best you can
I know first hand things will work out


12-11-2009/RjH