Home of Author and Artist, Robert Ullrich
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March 19th, 1984
The darkness of my nights is relentless
Like a fog it surrounds me
Bearing down upon my soul crushing me
My heart grows weary under its burden
As my life is pressed from me
By the weight of my despair
In desperation I reach out my hand
Searching for a light, searching for hope
Searching for a life itself amid my suffering
The burden of my sins, my failures…
It is a weight no man can bear
In time, it will surely destroy me
Where is the love of my Fathers?
The love which carried them so far
My heart cries out its need for compassion
For the understanding it craves
The need the share my life
The driving force within
Hope…
Where is the hope I once knew?
Why has He hidden His face from me?
I am dying as surely as the man in my dreams?
I saw myself cut off from his love by my pride
I watched my life as it flowed from my veins
In desperation I reach out my hand
Searching for light; searching for hope
Searching for life amid my suffering
The burden of my sins, my failures…
It is a weight no man can bear alone
March 22, 2010
There are pieces missing it seems
Scattered remnants of tattered dreams
Dreams long forgotten
Slipping into my consciousness
Causing distress
Stealing my assurance
More frequent the occurrence
Shaking my foundations
With subtle insinuations
I am slowly losing my way
My mind joins in the betrayal
I wish it was so simple
As to take a sweet elixir
Rolling back the ravages of time
Restore the recesses of my mind
Strength back in my limbs
When I was a younger man
Alas, such is not my fate
It is of now far too late
To rescind some past command
To take a different stand
One less night on the razor’s edge
Turn my back on one foolish pledge
And take back the devil’s due
Oh, if only it were true
I could gather up the missing pieces
Scattered remnants of broken dreams
Dreams now long forgotten
Dreams of life surreal
When my reality seemed so unreal
No one believed me anyway…
Bad things happen to good people
Somehow, it’s supposed to change the way you feel
If you are in the middle of something you can’t understand
Try as you may; unable to comprehend what is happening in your life
Filled with measures of conflict and strife
Good things happen to bad people
It doesn’t make it right that you still must fight
Trying to understand why not those who deserve better
All the while wicked men prosper
While the wise profess to understand deeper
It is incumbent upon me to change the way I feel
This is the charge laid upon me
I must reach down into my soul, overcoming fear of the unknown
Charged to do battle with my mind
To find a way to win while there is still the time
Forgive me since I don’t agree
With those who say I should be able to change the way I feel
Take note of the suffering of others in this life
All matter of challenges, sickness and strife
And simply change the way I feel
Bad things happen to good people
It doesn’t change the way I feel in the middle of something I can’t comprehend
Try as I might, they will never understand what is happening to my mind
Stripping me of both space and time
Forgive my anger and my frustration
Or forgive it not, as it is directed at me
If I perchance fail this day, Unable to overcome the darkness
Stave off the fears overwhelming my mind
It doesn’t mean I’ve forgotten the suffering of others
It means I can’t remember my own life
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A book worth reading!
The poetry in this book can really make you feel, the emotions portrayed really comes out. You can feel his love for his wife and the pain he has experienced in life. In the book you will read bits and pieces of the author's life so you get a glimpse into who he is that makes you want more of his story.
Some of them I read over and over, getting something different each time, which is really amazing to me.
I received this book as a gift from a friend of the author. It is the only book I own. I was never much of a reader growing up and have never bought a book in my 50 plus years, let alone read one all the way through. When I am reading his poetry I find myself blocking out the world around me. It's something I never expected. I have laughed and cried while reading them. I can't really explain the effect it has on me, other than to say that it takes me away and I feel things I haven't felt before. I keep it on my nightstand and read one or two almost every night before going to sleep. I recommend this book to anyone that likes poetry, and even to those who think they don't, like me before I started reading it.
I won this book in a recent Goodreads First Reads giveaway.
I very rarely read poetry, as it usually doesn't hold my interest. This book is one of a very few that I have enjoyed and kept my interest until the end. I shall be keeping this book on my shelf to read again sometime. Recommended.
It was amazing!
A wonderful collection of poems that held my interest. I would really recommend.
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