Words like spears fly around me
Words, they hurt and drain life and happiness
Cornered
To my knees I fall
No energy
No power left in my soul
No more energy
To fight
Or to speak
Tears run unending
The will to live runs thin
My heart is heavy
As though a stone around my neck has been tied
Loneliness that’s all that remains
My home is just four walls
My home is more like a graveyard
A graveyard of broken, tormented life
In this gloomy place of existence
No hand is willing to reach
No kindness willing to be shown
No words of encouragement only pain
In this place, yet there is One
One who is beside me
In the silence comforting
Though at times my eyes are blinded
Here sits a figure
Love in His eyes
Comfort in His words
Warmth in His eyes
Happiness sparks first flame as
Loving hands reach out to dry
Tears
Tears that have been cried
All my life upto now
Up to this moment when love touched a broken soul
Author notes
Written for Titles - 8. Only You Can Dry My Tears
A contest entry
- Options...once again... by Celticjedi.
450 points, ended September 29, 2007, 23 entries
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Comments
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This is very nice! Very beautiful and full of hope, I like how you used the title! Except your punctuation could use a little work, lose the capitals on all the "his"es. Awesome job overall! Keep it up!
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Cj
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crying is good for soul this touch is soft gentle way thank you for sharing this
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