Sorry For All My Wrongs Poem by Kimberly McCreary

I amsorry for all my wrongs,
And I am truly trying to be strong.
I feel the weakness, and despare,
And the feeling wondering even why to even care.
I feel the darkness all over me like a blanket of death,
Making it hard to move forward with every breath.
The harder I try to keep it together,
The more goes wrong and I feel weak as a feather.
Everyone around thinks I can bounce from what ever gets threw in my way,
As I get weaker, and weaker with each new hit,
If nothing else get me mad enough to throw a fit.
I just need a break a small area of right,
To give me footing to continue the fight.
I know I have done wrong, and that I am not perfect nor will never be,
But I thought, I have tried to do and be for others also you see.
I have tried, and tried to pill things together to get footing to make life right,
But I must not have been all I thought, for all gets further out of sight, and weakness in my fight.
My biggest dream is to help others through to the other side, so not to feel as blue as I do,
But first I need to find the other side myself and not feel blue.
If there is no way out just take me in my sleep,
For I am drownding in this depression deep.
I know we brought alot of our problems onourselves, this is true,
But we have made a good fight to come back too! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! ! !