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Acceptance
by Joan SerratelliAll I want
is to be happy;
content with myself
as I am
I want to look
at myself
in the mirror
and smile
I want to
be comfortable
with who I am
and what I am
But my life
just doesn't allow
me the luxury
of acceptance
I am forced
to be someone
I don't want
to be
I must live
in a body
that refuses
to co-operate
My mind is the only thing
that still functions
and I wish
it wasn't so
Because I'd rather
live with the illusion
that everything
is wonderful....
even when it ain't 09/25/2006 Author's Note: I think I made my point!
Posted on 09/25/2006
Copyright © 2024 Joan Serratelli
| Member Comments on this Poem |
| Posted by Chris Sorrenti on 09/25/06 at 02:25 PM Yes, agreed. Great flow to this one. Worthy addition to the theme. |
| Posted by Quentin S Clingerman on 09/25/06 at 02:30 PM Indeed you made your point! Clearly without ambivalence. Note of resignation. |
| Posted by Kristina Woodhill on 09/26/06 at 04:10 AM This is well written. I have learned much from your condition and wonder how I would handle it. |
| Posted by Dave Fitzgerald on 09/27/06 at 02:43 PM Oh you did, well done... loved the last stanza, felt like that many times |
| Posted by Michelle Angelini on 09/30/06 at 03:46 AM Oh, Joan, can I ever relate to this. There are sometimes I just want to change body parts and be what I used to even a few years ago. Yes, you made your point very well. Bless you.
~Chelle~ |
| Posted by A. Paige White on 05/28/10 at 03:45 AM I struggle with acceptance, too. I watch my Mom suffering terribly and in some ways it's worse to watch her suffering than if I were. I will remember you in my prayers sweet lady. |
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