A bud that withers in the night,
Pure loneliness that builds inside,
Like sadness in a child's eyes,
For nothing ever turns out right.
Tears fall down like pouring rain,
A feeling that it's all in vain,
This anger inside you cannot tame,
With screams that drive the strong insane.
Then all at once a simple cry,
The faintest urge to run and hide,
To throw myself out to the tide,
To just lay down and let me die.
A voice to soothe an angel's heart,
Someone who knew I'd play a part,
A breath that tasted warm and tart,
To finally grasp a brand new start.
As the sun broke through the trees,
It brought me to my selfish knees,
Like daisies blooming in a dream,
And once again I could breath.
Mina, this is exquist!!! You truly have the gift, thank you for sharing it with us all.
that was a beautiful poem...its so true...we go through this neverending cycle of happiness and depression...sometimes you forget why your still living...then other times your reminded of it