I’m Trying. I’m Still Trying
Don’t be afraid of dying
Be afraid of not trying
(Unknown)
Hey, listen I know you do
Why don’t you just
sing me a song?
It’s been quite long
I’ve been trying
I am still trying
I hate stagnancy
Nothing is moving
Am I trying
a bit less than I should?
What else do you want
me to do?
Hope mustn’t die
nor must my strength
Come forward
for my rescue
What will I say?
Or shall I prove
something
to those envious hearts
and watchful eyes?
And then there are
my loved ones.
To them, I must lead
from the front.
Their sanguine stare
melts me down
To them
I mustn’t seem a clown
They tie their ropes
to my fading hopes
My endeavours
don’t bring much
I know that
Still, I must strive
My own vehicle
I have to drive
Although for sure
I am not naïve
With God’s mercy
I must thrive
Standing on the narrow
brink of time
I search for fortune
I exhaust my tools
I beg of You, O dear
don’t let me sound
like one among fools!
~~(Wounds and Wings)
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I love the way you captured the tension between striving and doubt, and between personal ambition and responsibility toward others. I love the line ‘Be afraid of not trying’ - it’s such an important reminder that courage isn’t the absence of fear but rather the choice to act despite it.
Really moving. I felt the struggle and determination in every line. The balance of vulnerability and strength makes this powerful