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The Purple Haze of Life
by Helen C. Downey → (All Poetry by Helen C. Downey)
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Some times we just have to write down our feelings in order to move on. Otherwise we are trapped in an awkward world.
The Purple Haze of Life So tired am I Mentally and physical exhaustion prevail No end to open tranquility Caught in a whirlwind of purple haze There is an urgency to get into my car An endless drive with no destination A need to clear my boggled mind From all the dust that clings around me. I have tried so very hard To be loving, caring, and compassionate One that always had put others before my needs Why is it others so close that I love� Tend to pass negative judgment upon me? They portray me as a taker When I am constantly giving They see not what I do Nor how much I care Walls have closed in around me these last 18 months My father had passed on My husband lost his income Bankruptcy was filed We had to give up our home. All that has come to pass There are still those that snicker thinking I have profited At their expense Life, An unfair lady is she She makes one travel Down a thorny hard road Why is it those closest to you Are the harshest judges of your character? Shouldn�t they be on your side? Supporting you? Sharing your burden? Oh no� They manage to shift life�s burdens Onto your already sagging shoulder Leaving you to stand alone I ask you, How can I be expected to be so strong? Inside I feel fragile As that of an empty eggshell When does it end? Where does the road clear? Is there anyone I can turn to? Is there anyone that really cares? I learn to turn my thoughts upward Lean on my faith Dig deep within myself To summon up the only one that cares about me And understand that however Tiresome and difficult the journey I must go on I will go on! **************************

Reviewed by Andy Turner (Reader)

Reviewed on October 31, 2006

Live your life, what the heck to what others say. If you're true to you, then that's all that matters, one can't please everyone or bother trying..

Reviewed by Gwendolyn Thomas Gath

"The Purple Haze of Life"

"Why is it those closest to you
Are the harshest judges of your character?
Shouldn�t they be on your side?
Supporting you?
Sharing your burden?"

Sad, it really can twist you on the inside.
You wrote a splendid narrative.
Henceforth, I think we are all guilty of putting our
trust in man, but we know we must turn to the one above, there
lies all the answers. It is extremely sad when others seem to
try to make the pressure even more unbearable when it is already enough to bear. It would seem they would try to be more compassionate at times of need, hugs!

Take care, wishing for you speedy results,
From the Heart of an Artist Quiet Storm

Reviewed by F William Broome

My Deqr Helen - I trust that venting this way - telling your friends about your anguish and trouble, has been good for you. I read with sadness and regret that life gets this low for you. While I have no answer, much less the magic wand with which to cure them, you should know that I care, and that I'm betting things will improve...soon!
- Bill

Reviewed by Susan Sonnen

this is an exceptionally well-written expression of betrayal, hardship and emotional fortitude! I'm keeping this as a reminder that it is not only I who struggle with these difficulties in life!

Susan

Reviewed by Mr. Ed

Life,
An unfair lady is she
She makes one travel
Down a thorny hard road

She truly does at times, but as you say - we must travel on.

Reviewed by Approximately Naive

Nothing stranger than folk, people say. This poem and its instrospection found resonance with me. It is odd how the people we strive to help tend to bite the hand that feeds them with either succor or deed. Maybe you're like me where instead of offering empathy you offer sympathy with the result you find yourself jumping in the ditch to try and pull them out. Problem is, when both are in the ditch, both are sinking - I know, I have been there so often that socially, I have been tempted to become a hermit, don't want to be hurt anymore. But we do have to keep going. Through faith, our reward is in heaven, that's our motivation.
As Regis notes, glad you end on this possitive note.

Reviewed by Regis Auffray

Reviewed on October 30, 2006

Oh God of the universe and whatever, Helen; I can so relate to your sentiments. They totally speak to me. It's good that you close on a positive note. I'm sure not there yet. Thank you for sharing this offering. Love and peace to you,

Regis