Phoenix Rising

I’m traversing through some difficult things at the moment. It’s almost midnight and I can’t sleep. Over the past couple of weeks I have noticed myself finding it difficult to listen to comedians or watch TV shows all extolling the ups and downs of family life. I’ve never felt I’ve really experienced family life and I guess it’s something else on the list to work through. This short poem was constructed as I lay here trying to will myself to go to sleep as my brain goes into overdrive.

Phoenix

Family

I’ve been listening to people and watching shows

Of how people relate and their family life goes

A sadness in my heart my eyes sting with tears

I feel I’ve never experienced family in all my years

My father was cruel my mother and I strained

No sisters or brothers so alone I carry the pain

Is it good or bad to have no blood relatives in life

Or does it just take away another element of strife?

Phoenix