Alone, in the darkness you stand.
Trying to find your way home.
Grasping for any familiar touch.
Afraid, forever, you’ll roam.
And although you can’t tell,
This truth, I do portend.
Even if you don’t know,
I’ll be with you, ‘til the end.
So, don’t be afraid, My Love.
Don’t cower, or cry, or despair.
Forever be brave, My Love.
Remember, I’ll always be there.
And in the darkness you’ll find,
A glimmer of hope, a light.
At the end of your long journey,
I’ll be there, finally, in sight.
So, take my hand, My Love,
Clasp it for dear life.
And I’ll ask you once more, My Love,
If you’ll be my wife…
Trying to find your way home.
Grasping for any familiar touch.
Afraid, forever, you’ll roam.
And although you can’t tell,
This truth, I do portend.
Even if you don’t know,
I’ll be with you, ‘til the end.
So, don’t be afraid, My Love.
Don’t cower, or cry, or despair.
Forever be brave, My Love.
Remember, I’ll always be there.
And in the darkness you’ll find,
A glimmer of hope, a light.
At the end of your long journey,
I’ll be there, finally, in sight.
So, take my hand, My Love,
Clasp it for dear life.
And I’ll ask you once more, My Love,
If you’ll be my wife…
Author notes
She's been telling me how she feels about her life, right now. To see someone that I love so much fall into despair, breaks my heart. I wish there was something that I could do for her, but she's just not ready. I wrote this poem for her and I figured I'd let you guys see it and comment on it. I like to share my poetry, so here it is!
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Comments
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It's absolutely wonderful that you are there for her through this hard time. I wonder why you chose to add "finally" in the last sentence of the 4th stanza... is it because she is having a hard time acknowledging you while having so much to deal with?


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Indeed. You hit the nail on the head, so to speak. I absolutely ruined a wonderful relationship with her and she's having a hard time believing that I've really changed. She's stuck between wanting to believe me and being afraid it's just a facade... She told me some things the other day that just broke my heart. It's hard for me to see her so weak and vulnerable... I was always there to protect her and now I can't do anything but offer support. Anyway, thanks for the applause. It's nice to be appreciated!
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Another piece I can relate to on a deeper level. I like the start, it kind of reminds me of blindness a bit as well.



