Sitting in the dark by the window opened wide

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My trashcan poetry

Sitting here in the dark
by the window opened wide
listening to the breeze blowing
gentle in the night
remembering the time
when I felt the most alive
wishing to god I could feel that way again

Nothing could bring me down
when she was around
she made me feel like I was winning
even if I was losing again

when I close my eyes I can see Her
with Her brown hair dancing in the breeze
the mischief in the eye's makes one wonder
on nights like this I swear
I can still feel her heart beating as she sit's by my side
holding hands staring into the night

she taught me to listen for the voices
of the old ones in the wind
she made me believe there was magic
still alive in the world
the unexplained feelings of falling in love
like a fairy tale she was my princess
an I was a warrior who was going to become king

sitting in the dark by the window opened wide
listening to the breeze blowing gentle in the night
childhood dreams an fairy tales slowly fade
in the harsh light of reality
I try to fight the back the tears that fall from my eyes

a sadness of which I've never known before
tears away at my soul
broken
I can no longer hear the voices in the wind
no matter how hard I try there's just silence
in the night
on bend'ed knees I ask..... how could the magic
be gone

I'm not just broken heart'ed boy
who will forget in time
I'm a man without a belief in anything anymore
lost in the darkness
no longer am I the warrior fighting for the imaginary
rights's an wrongs

I'm just a man fighting day to day for survival
in a crazy world
sitting in the dark
by the window opened wide
listening to the breeze blowing
gentle in the night

wondering if I'll ever hear the voices
or feel the magic again

~ D Donner ~