Broken light flickering
dies away slowly.
Tormenting darkness wails repulsively,
an echo piercing through the void.
Stillness deafens my ears,
veiling my tainted soul.
The memories;
the joy is tarnished,
Shaded deeply in black.
The door then screeches eerily,
open, shut, open, shut…
And suddenly, the earth erupts,
a ricocheting bawl of misery.
I mourn with the sky,
the pain rushing sharply through me.
Wisps of dark hair plastered to my sodden face,
tears spilling from blinded eyes.
Coldness seeps through me…
A tangled mess weaves tighter within me,
a rosebush wound firmly in my chest.
I must try –
My trembling hands clutch the knotted branches,
the thorns embedded deep within my skin.
I pull and yank and tear – in vain.
Tears fall into the crimson liquid of life,
cleansing salt merging with sweet decadence.
This life is my death –
my inner-destruction.
A gentle cry, a smile of defeat,
a crushing pang drills through my heart,
the remains fall apart as they drift away.
I feel the blackness, a shadow over me.
The weight of despair presses my lungs.
Fear explodes within me,
spreading like a disease.
Jaws of endless darkness widen and consume me.
I. Am. Alone…
Author notes
this is about a lot of things...loneliness, heartbreak...and the struggle i have just found my way through...i've found the hope i need, and all i have to do now is hold on tight...
Written October 15th, 2006
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BRAVO...you keep holding on. Dont let go and fall again into the pain and lonliness this poem describes.
We have all been there...glad you are out of it and have found the hope you have searched for.
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wow that was soo good..keep it up
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beautiful and the emotions are realistic... i can fil the pain that the writer felt.. hehehe
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It was very beautiful. I could definently relate. The sad mourning sounds like my mind at times. It was quite lovely. Thanks for this beautiful piece of poetry!
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This almost an inner cry and a tiresome longing, elegy
Hurt the reader's soul and it's very sad. Life isn't a silk road it seems.
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When reading this poem, the sorrow, desperation, and pain within the lines floods the reader. The randomness of some of the lines characterizes the wild ride that is taken when in the thrall of strong emotion.
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fricking awesome (heart)
whoa. like I'm riding a rollercoaster headed to the top of the tallest drop, and it never goes over the hill, just gets to the peak and holds my heart in my throat and my breath high in my lungs forever. Intense and moving. Confusing? A little, because there is so much symbolism, but the words are fantastic together, and I think it all really falls together when you reach the line about the rosebush. Before that is kind of disheveled, only that "the door" seems random and why is the sky mourning? or are these questions you intend me to ask myself in order to better interpret the poem?
very very nice. really fun to read, flows well. Love the "fear" line and your example line. woohoo! Rackey foreva!!! <333
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