Everyone has to feel this some time or another. I just wrote a poem about it to feel better.


Internal Darkness


The giggling and laughter
The clapping and singing
The hugging and kissing
The closeness and happiness

Yet now, what do I feel?
Empty, Drained, no
longer full and warm.
I shiver at the cold.

Where has it all gone?
Has it left or been
taken away, wrenched
away for ever more?

Why do I no longer hear,
the answer to my prayers?
Where is my light,
In this seething darkness?




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Poetry by .Simon
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Written on 2009-08-24 at 12:23

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NicholasG
I think, at some point, we make a line that puts those things superficial on one side and those that are our true passions on the other. I guess we're lucky as human beings, to be adaptable enough to correct the alignment of this line from time to time.
I think you've struck a universal chord here.
Nick
2009-08-24


Charlie
A wonderful poem. I hope you find your light :-) Charlie.
2009-08-24