Tell me to keep going one more time
Because you think I can do it
Tell me everything is possible
As long as I want it bad enough
Oh, but don’t you know
Sometimes the pain is too much
And I’ve no more stamina
My endurance is pushed to its limits
And I can’t keep going.
Where are you then
Where are you then
When I’m on my knees
I’ve given in
Where are you then
Where are you then
Take these pills
It will get better
Keep going
You’re made of strength
Oh, but don’t you know
Determination only goes so far
When the demons come out to play
And don’t you know, oh, don’t you know
They know where my darkest fears reside
Where are you then
Where are you then
When the world attacks and my cave crashes in
Where are you then
Where are you then
When I’ve given in
Keep your blue stripes
Keep your rainbow ribbons
I’ve got no more stamina
Endurance pushed to the limits
It’s time to simply…
STOP!
*Not everything can be cake and ice cream days. Sometimes you’ve got to just let the storm rage and make it through. Not that it’s raging for me currently but somewhere someone’s storm is hurricaning through them. (Yes, I made that a verb.) This is what it feels like for me when I just can’t take anymore “helpful” consolation, even though I know they mean well.
The Well Tempered Bards 
This is such a clear expressing of those times. The dilemma has its other side too, how to help when nothing helps, but just to be there with the pain and endure that powerlessness to change it. Then the answer to “Where are you then” needs to be, “Right here, by your side.” Thank you, Jessica.
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Thank you, Bob. This came from many different sources: the 7th would have been my dad’s 67th birthday and I was missing him, the 9/11 anniversary, and all of the shootings and hate that have been in the news lately. I guess a part of me is just tired of all the mess and talk people are doing with no discernible changes actually being made. I think I just needed to voice what people feel when there’s nothing they can do and they just feel like giving up but everyone tells them not to do so.
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Reblogged this on cabbagesandkings524 and commented:
How can one help when nothing helps?
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Thank you, sir.
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I know that feeling all too well – that there are times when I’m completely ready to give up, and all the encouragement and placations just don’t work any more. I’m glad you’re not there now, but I so get that place. *hugs*
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I am in this place a lot and there are times I just wish everyone would stop trying to comfort me or help because sometimes the only help is to just let me be alone. Let me give up for a little while. Although, I completely acknowledge those times when someone is there anyway, and I’m grateful for it.
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Yes. That’s what was behind the poem (and all its continuances) ‘Let me love you, Anyway’ 🙂
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Oh oh oh. Yes.
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Thank you…that just spoke volumes to me.
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What Anna said!!
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You are amazing. You are loved.
And I’m where I always am. I may not always be helpful. I may not always speak up, offer a shoulder, send hugs, etc… But, I’m always here. And I’m not alone.
That being said… I get this post. Sometimes there is nothing to be said or done but let the pain and rage and sadness out.
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This exactly. I never know the right thing to say to people who are hurting so I generally just sit with them or do small things like maybe clean something because it’s all I know to do to help.
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