Trying

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DARK

I’m in a world where I advance
But is that truly enough
I step forward, pushing through,

Barricades passed problems banished
Inner struggles day by day
Darkness sleeping in my heart

Never want to be the enemy
Sometimes needs defeat your wants
Friends become foes
Morals attacked while feelings stray
Missed but not wanted
I’ll just stay away

Close my eyes and see it
Failure to myself own disappointment.
I take full blame yet I still try
Everything is dark
I believe I’m already gone
Too late I’m drowning.

Saved me I am raised
No longer residing in the dark
Now I see the light
The goodness shadowed by evil
The saints triumphed by the sinners
The good meets bad and takes a bow

There the whole time just hidden
Ignored by me when I had the chance
Saved by grace and walk by faith
The dreadful now bows to me
Walk past all that tempt me
I don’t need it only need myself.

Author's Notes/Comments: 

i posted this to relate the feeling of always bieng down... feeling like nothing and being constantly surrounded by evils that hurt your conscious, then finally getting out of your whole and bieng free.

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Affirmation's picture

This is the best piece you've

This is the best piece you've written. Clear, concise, consistant, and I enjoyed it muchly :)

9inety's picture

This poem

is a first hand experience of what it is to live. Not only do we each watch the splintering of our civilization, but we have more  familiarity with the smaller associations, and relationships, from families, to school and work. Sometimes things are falling apart or even ripping apart. What I call the down and dirty. I get your words; you will mature with your own style and skill as a writer, take your time, and check spelling, grammar and punctuation. The spin of the universe is the same as a burning desire to write poetry, they go hand in hand. The structures we build will accumulate to a grandiose finale’ unrecognizably like us, I really like your work. Keep at it!

 

stay safe

 

Peace

Dylan


"One of the best results of life, is the torment of love"

Dylan Eliot