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tears in my soul
In the dark of my soul
I sit listening to the sound of my teardrops
As they fall from my eyes filling the cracks in my
Breaking heart
Dark thoughts circle above like ravens waiting
To rend and tear my spirit when i give in and
Stop fighting
I try to stand
And the darkness whispers why?
My breath escapes me and i fall to my knees
Crying afresh
I pray for light and love
Knowing there is none
A cold wind chills the air
And a little more of me
Gives up
Just as decay of the body follows death
Decay follows the death of hope
And more of my soul crumbles to dust
Rain begins to fall
And the tears of heaven join my sorrow
Darkness draws in and with it sleep
And i rush in to its warm embrace
To escape the nightmare that haunts
My every waking moment
Per chance to wake in the dawn and find
That this was nothing but a cruel dream
This is very beautifully writ but I must disagree on some points
I don't believe there is truly a darkness in our soul. The soul for the most part is untouched. It knows how all this human life ends and what we go back to. Everything was pre set we are meant to go through those dark days and those lighter days and those hum drum days just as we do. All is endured for the betterment and further education of our perfect love filled souls. Even if even slightly damaged while upon this earth once entering back into the presence of thine Father all would be gloriously healed almost instantaneously. His love is far greater than an grievance or heartbreak we feel we suffer in these bodies upon this earth. We for the most part take only the love back with us and the valuable lessons learned. I did enjoy your poem but disagree at many levels on the view. Great work, Sincerely, Melissa Lundeen.
When I wrote this I was in
When I wrote this
I was in Avery dark place
And felt all hope was gone
Time has passed
Now I'm back in the light
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