It came;
Slinking beneath spaces
left unattended,
Enveloping gaiety
in a thoughtless grasp.
Just as thunder clouds gather
to tear away Sundays barbecue,
so it sent happiness
scurrying to safety.
Deep into security;
slashing, severing ribbons
of self-belief,
like a tag in securities blanket,
unraveling; leaving only
a tangled mess of fibers
no pattern remains.
A time
when you pray for daylight
to be defeated by darkness
and yet,
dread nights arrival.
Dwindling spiral
descending every closer
to defeat,
where the ceiling becomes
your only friend.
Silent to questions
with no answers.
No partner to fill
cold bed-sheets,
no scent but nightmares sweat,
to coat thickening skin
that refract those guilty spines.
it came,
it conquered,
and now this satin grave
is my only respite.
Author notes
Option 4 :- depression
A contest entry
- I Want To Take A Peek Into Darkness... by poet2angels.
475 points, ended March 30, 2007, 18 entries
Gold trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - The one and only idol by x-Black-Butterfly-x.
600 points, ended May 16, 2007, 17 entries
Silver trophy winner
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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an intresting poem which is full of emotion
you put alot of thought into this
wel done
gd luck -
Well deserving
I thought I ought to look who won gold, and I am glad I did.
This one speaks strongly of talent, as afree vrse I can see this flowed perfectly flawless, and elegntly classic.
The shroudness upon the threat of which you speak off makes it all the sweeter, the arrival of despair, the bringing of darkened tides and folds, add to the (depression) plotted atmosphere.
It is well-done, with many images finely displayed.
Well done,
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Thank you so much, I actually thought a bit before posting this one as I felt it was a little to "straight forward" and not really "showing" .. Now I'm glad I did post it.
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so amazing
Colin,
This is the dark side that I so love from you...When I let it sink in , it makes me cry because depression is such a sad state of mind, and my heart wants to reach out and pull you into the light, yet this is such beautiful poetry....perhaps, I will linger in between a bit so that I can feel the strength flowing over me....I sound deep lol, but I really do love this.....Just what I was hoping for in the contest....You said it was not a metaphorical piece, well, it has such emotion and realism that it pulls the reader in like a magnet, so this piece stands as a masterpiece as it is.....
in awe...
Lynda
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As ever you are far to kind
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