It seems as though <br />everyone wants <br />something from me. <br /> <br />My love, my body, <br />my time, my mind, <br />my money, my advice and my soul <br /> <br />I am torn in <br />multiple directions, <br />pulled and prodded mercilessly. <br /> <br />I never say no. <br />It doesn't seem right, <br />for I am the caretaker <br /> <br /> <br />When it’s all gone, <br />I dry up and blow away. <br />Then...there is peace. <br /> <br />The pieces of me float <br />down down down <br />and come together again. <br /> <br />This time around <br />shall be different. <br />This time I will be strong. <br /> <br />Life is a journey. <br />We win and we lose, <br />continuously living and learning. <br /> <br />The cycle is infinite. <br />Evolved we become, <br />always works in progress.<br /><br />Rose Falcone<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/life-cycles-2/