I've begged and I've pleaded,
I screamed and yes, I cried.
I laughed and got angry,
Calling out, I remembered.
For what and why?
So I could feel alive.
I saw the darkness
With its unending vastness.
I caught a glimmer of the light
And was bathed in its eternal warmth.
For what and why?
So I could feel alive.
Holding a mirror
I watched my emotions
Wash across my features
I was aghast and dropped the mirror.
My horror and my hope
Were locked inside
Held together with a string.
What's the reason?
Why do I feel?
So I can be alive.
I bleed. I buckle from the pain.
My breath is lost to me.
Tears flood my view.
I'm been hurt, betrayed, forgotten.
My heart is dying within my chest.
Why? Why do I hurt?
Whats the reason my heart breaks?
So I can be alive...
When happiness floods my veins
And joy fills my broken heart,
I am whole again, for now.
Why return when I can be hurt?
Why do I laugh when I was just crying?
So that living is easier when the pain is gone
So I look forward to being alive again
When the pain is hounding down on my soul.
Its all so I can be alive.
Author notes
Eh, some people wallow in the darkness that is part of life and wonder why those who don't seem happier. I dislike people who just can't get past sorrow or who blame the word for their unhappiness. I dislike more people who can't see the light within themselves, can't see the simple joy they ring my just being alive. But without even those people who see nothing but sadness and pain and darkness, there wouldn't be people who see light and have joy and happiness.
Please tell me what you think
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A very good peice, I happen to like the authors note, because it is a true statement. One exists for the balance of the other.
And if I might interject 'thearmsofsorrow' - light is not a matter of pills, or people sitting on couches and asking what your troubles are. Light is simple, and at the same time it's more than can be described. The truth is: if you can't see it, then open your eyes.
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You know i quite like your poem, but i dont like what you said in your authors note. I get that you want people to be happy and all. But what happens if you have clinical depression hmm? Its actually a disorder. And your getting help. But you still cant really find the light yet.
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