Aggravation a poem from 2010

http://voices.yahoo.com/aggravation--5877622.html?cat=10 Aggravation Sometimes life itself feels so much like an aggravation, yet still we must continue on. Words thrown at other's often cast when life feels hopeless and all alone. Impossible circumstances, we face each and every day. Yet, in silence we are required to continue on, ignoring so much of what another has to say. Talking to walls, watching the ceilings cave in, sidestepping the hole's in the floor, staring out the windows that are shattered and broken. Walking on thin ice, trying ever to never a cross word repeat, even though many cruel harsh words to us are spoken- Walking each day in a daze, hoping somehow for a better day, knowing truly it's well past time to depart. Signing inside, knowing soon, will we'll begin again, a new start. Looking fact all around, trying to remember the days of old. Knowing all the past was but a story some other told. Looking back we know our mistakes will forever this world haunt us true. Finally we know it is for us to walk this world forever in many a rue. Stepping up, we step aside, and watch as another goes far. Silently, our soul does forever war. Waiting patiently, have we waited yet still in vain? Wanting life to be better, being submissive knowing to this one it is all for pain. Trying so hard, yet never accomplishing anything of any lasting value, knowing tomorrow is forever past. Walking so slowly, every challenge running all hope down ever so fast- Circle's swirling around, and around. Stepping out, walking on the stars we'll never again touch the ground. Everything in order, everything in its place- Perhaps, soon you'll never remember my old ragged weary face. Walking away, it'll not be long. Many may talk; many may say they knew all along, but truly my friend, with no one do I belong. Tomorrow's past, yesterday is, today is forgotten, and soon all time will clear from this world what never was truly true. Forgotten forever will be all that once was pretended, no longer will any compensation be due. Blackmailed for many odd years, soon all will be forgotten, as the rains begin to fall. Walking away, as time has passed, never again will be heard the aggravation, that begs to remind of that long ago forgotten call. Time and distance, space and ignorance, it is all the same dance. Awaking soon, mended and alone, will someone be, as another awakes fast from the mad trance- Forever soon will be past, what never could last. Believing so often every lie, gullible true, ignorance it has passed. Aggravation, aggravation, soon, you'll see no other beside of you. The halls so dark, the shadows, forever hid, time will be hid leaving another to face full rue. Shadows defeated, shadows darkened to night. Soon to you'll see I've left for a world of no blight. Tripping, skipping along, and placing the mess forever in His hands. I'll walk forever out that door, leaving for some other lands. Don't blink, don't cry, and don't even wonder why. I've tried my best you know it's true, but it was never enough, now as the rains fall, my tears will run dry... Time and distance, it is of no consequence many are the trials we've together, stood alone and faced. Yet, now my ability to stand is no more, my love never forever for this world erased... Material possessions, worldly concerns, forever you seem to hold dear. Yet for those who truly know not have you ever once even shed one drying tear? Time and distance, it is on no consequence, forever all is settled in Heaven. Forgotten were the words, that it takes only "a little leaven" Pretending to be untouched, we've waited in vain, for help that never came. Waiting in vain, what worldly friend can we yet name? Other's believing themselves to be sure, looked the other way. Pretending to believe our words, many believed we must of from the narrow way did stray. But how my friend is it ever to end? Have you never thought the cruelty of the impossible, has for someone finally crossed the last final bend? Impossible we've came finally at the last to this. For many they'll jump to conclusions, believing amiss. My friend, my dearest, did you not know that an aggravation given so often day to day, soon becomes a ulcer, forever scarring the very soul? An aggravation that is what life has become, so often when life and circumstance are impossible, and hindered by many who wish to soon my grave to fill with soil... Silence my dear, silence it is the only way. Yet if silence is gold, why then do I not see the gold paving the path I walk each day?