cope or don't

find a quiet place
shout into the silent air
that
you
have
had
enough

then
get
on
with
it

ring of fire on the water

cloak of tears

i wear a cloak
of longing
for comfort
and
worthiness
why don't i see
my value
there must be some
i have
three beautiful children
i have a career
that others perceive
as worthy
i feel less than
everything
sad
is this
locked in
my own sense of uselessness
tied to pain
and self reproval