You Can Keep Living – a poem

We must take what we can

From this life.

There will be

No other.

This life is often hard,

Difficult and dark,

With disappointing days,

Times when the future

Seems to be passing you by

Like a great drifting burden,

A heavy weight

Too big to bear,

Days when nothing

And no-one

Can help you,

Days when you’re angry,

When you’re rude,

When you’re bad

To everyone,

Especially

Yourself.

These days are hard,

But you must be harder.

You must get through them.

They will come to an end,

These days.

And in the morning,

In the bright, sunlit morning

Of the day after

These days

You can look at yourself,

See what you are

What you have already done

What more you can be.

And then you can see,

You can look at this world,

At all its wonder and glory,

How good it is,

And you can keep living

This life of yours.