Courage Poem

Try To Get Through It Poem

I wrote this after I was struck by a car while riding my bicycle. I sustained serious injuries, which will change my life forever. I felt angry and so alone. I just wanted to give up until my sons (Michael and Steven), Mother Sharon, sisters Bonnie and Megin all called or knocked to say not to give up... I am worth so much more. Thank you! I love you!

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Never give up! When I wrote this poem, I thought life was over. Sure, life still sucks sometimes, but all in all it's a blessing.

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Why Try?


Published by Family Friend Poems January 2010 with permission of the Author.

Imagine a time...
when everything was absolutely right.

When you looked forward to
waking up the next day.

When you actually slept through the night.
When you finally felt peace.
That everything is going to be alright.

When all of a sudden your
dreams, your hopes, and strength
are gone forever.

All you want to do is scream,
"Please God, tell me it's a dream!"
When you wake in the morning
to realize it's reality.

You try to fight the finality. 
You need just a little bit of normality.

You try not to think of "Why?"
all you do is cry. 

You try to be angry with God
but end up angry at yourself.

"Why didn't I just stay home that day?"
"Why can't anything ever go my way?"

You crawl out of bed.
Decide to give life another whirl.

You reach out.
Some reach back.
Some don't even call back.

Just when you thought you had no more to lose.
You do.

These people you thought to be friends just wanted you to use.

So you lay back down, just wanting to snooze, thinking why me?
Is it how I choose?

You begin to give up.
You don't see a reason any longer
to even wake up.

Then all of a sudden you hear
the sound of the phone ring or
a knock on the door.

Someone there to tell you not to give up,
you're worth so much more.

You begin to cry while this other person
is wondering why.

You try to say,
"Thank you for being my friend today.
If it weren't for you I would've given up
and died."

You now know the answer of "Why."

It's to remind you
to never give up
and to always try.

Now when I cry I know and don't ask why.

I get out of bed and again I try.


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  • Harleyann by Harleyann, Florida USA
  • 8 years ago

This Poem has given me so much courage, that there are others feeling the same way. Alone, scared, and wanting to die... I'm going to try to get better, as I've cut myself, starved myself, and so many nights that I've cried myself to sleep! But, I'm going to keep moving forward as I hope every single one of you will too! Thank you

  • DeAnna Ziebarth by DeAnna Ziebarth
  • 6 years ago

I'm so happy my poem helped you. Peace to you, my friend.

  • Sera Lancaster by Sera Lancaster, CA
  • 9 years ago

I'm so sorry this happened to you. I love your poem so much. I want to give up so badly and just die, and I know there are hundreds and thousands like me who feel the same at times. No one understands the real person I am. My life just keeps getting worse. I feel I've hit rock bottom at this point, but something tells me it'll still go downhill. I will try my best to... Keep trying. Your poem reminded me. I hope it gets better for you as well. Life is so hard.

  • DeAnna Ziebarth by DeAnna Ziebarth
  • 6 years ago

Never give up! When I wrote this poem, I thought life was over. Sure, life still sucks sometimes, but all in all it's a blessing.

  • Snehali by Snehali, India
  • 10 years ago

I was really touched by the poem, so I decided to let all my friends and relatives read it. I am publishing a video with this poem. Deanna Ziebarth I could relate to your situation.. :)

  • Latoya by Latoya, Detroit
  • 10 years ago

I can totally relate. I've been here plenty of times and the person who spoke to me was God. I was in a place where I did not want to get out of bed for anything not even to take my kids to school, shower, cook, feed myself or my kids. I finally woke up and finally felt like I had a reason to go on. My kids loved me through everything and they are 9,8, and 5. The things that they said to me you would never think that would come from children their age. I had to change and I did.

  • Elaine Louch by Elaine Louch
  • 13 years ago

I could really relate to this poem, especially when I read that the writer was in an accident.
I was also seriously hurt in an accident
and many days I feel like giving up...but then some small thing will happen, my daughter will call, or my cat will come and cuddle with me, and it gives me the strength to try to go on for another day and helps me to realize that the little things make life worth while. This is a beautiful poem.

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