Sometimes

by Danielle   Apr 3, 2006


Sometimes I wish that I were blind
If I could not see I would not have
To see the suffering of all those around me
I would not see the tears that fall from their eyes.

But if I could not see I
Would miss out on seeing all the good things
I would not see the smile of joy on your face
Nor the simple wonderment of Mother Nature.

Sometimes I wish that I were deaf
If I could not hear I would not have
To hear the cries of anguish from those around me
I would not hear their sob s of pain that resound to the heavens.

But if I could not hear anything
I would not be able to hear your laughter
The soft tinkling of wind chimes would be unheard
I would not hear the wise words of friends and family.

Sometimes I wish that I could not speak
If I could not speak I wouldn't be able
To inflict pain and suffering on all those around me
I would not be able to make them cry.

But if I could not speak a word
I could not cause the happiness and joy in others
I could do nothing to ease your pain
I would not feel the simple pleasure of making others happy.

Sometimes I wish that I were incapable of feeling
If I could not feel what others felt
I would not be able to feel their pain
I could not hurt when they were hurting.

But if I were incapable of any emotion
I would not be able to understand
The happiness you feel- I could not cry
I could not laugh or smile; I would be empty.

Seeing, hearing, speaking and feeling are
The things that make us human; the
Things that make us special and unique
Without these attributes we are only empty shells.

Being spared the bad things would not be worth
The loss of all good things in life
I'd rather die a thousand deaths than
Give up all that mean most to me.

The things we feel, hear, see and speak
Shape us into the people we are meant to be
Without them we are less than any living creature
We are empty shells-devoid of any love or compassion.

The sun would never truly shine in our eyes
Beautiful music would never fall upon our ears
We would never feel the warm embrace of a loved one
Or even feel the satisfaction of making others happy.

I choose to endure all the bad things
Because without the bad we cannot have the good
Feeling all the sadness and loneliness is worth it
Because in the end I know that only happiness will come.

I choose life.

0


Did You Like This Poem?

Latest Comments

  • 18 years ago

    by Micky

    Cool

  • 18 years ago

    by Latasha

    U have such a good way at expressing urself im jealous lol...
    ur an amazing poet i look forward to reading more of ur poems