Overwhelmed Poem by Jan E Smith

Fast furious thoughts, thoughts of life and death.
What's my purpose on this earth? Why was I given breath?

I've read many books and studied them well.
Books of self-help and all that they tell.

Of how to be better and take care of me,
but that doesn't change my reality.

Life is still hard and riddled with pain.
Tears roll down my face like the pouring of rain.

I try to be good, thoughtful and kind.
Sometimes I feel that I'm losing my mind.

Why am I different than all of the rest.
Have I failed life before taking the test?

So many questions and so little time.
Why do my thoughts come out in a rhyme?

Living, feeling, loving and caring.
Life is now too overbearing.

How long can I take it? So much to endure.
Is death the answer? Is it the cure?

God please help me, this I pray,
To love to live from day to day.