The weight of the winter weather catches my breath in a smothering haze,

I think to myself is living my life really worth my pain. 

I look to the sky for answers not given,

For a comfort of feeling that could not be unwritten.

I find comfort in the fact that my husband loves me, 

But sorrow in the fact is living any more for me.

Each morning I wake up and ask, 

Was my life’s journey really this task.

Was I meant to board a ship of uncertainty, 

To place my fate in the hands of the earthly.

I pray for peace of mind,

That only it comes in due time.

I look for the future of my life, 

Only to find that there is a dim light….