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Happiness Waits ~ #poetry

08 Friday Dec 2017

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A quiet moment, alone on a swing

Hoping my heart can remember to sing

Floating on air, in the bright morning light

Knowing full well, I must keep up the fight

To conquer this monster, restless in me

I can no longer take all of life’s sympathy

For those who don’t know, it feels like you’ve died

From all of those emotions you’ve kept deep inside

I look not for pity, from eyes as they glare

But hope one day, I am not ashamed to share

The burdens I lay at my very own feet

Trying so hard, to fight this defeat

I’ve locked it away, yet it’s close to my heart

The sadness I feel, like I’m falling apart

Not knowing which way I can turn and still care

Falling deeper and deeper into empty despair

Til the chirp of a bird sings its own happy song

And in that very moment, my heart sings along

Rejoicing, he sings, such a sweet melody

His reminder, that happiness is waiting for me

 

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Is There? ~ #dark #poetry

04 Thursday May 2017

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If I screamed, would you come running

Or stand nearby, afraid to face my darkness?

Would you comfort me ,and bring me toward the light

Or would you cower in a corner, knowing my demons would win?

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Is there a promise to keep, to guard my soul?

Is there a power within me, to take control?

Is there a will in your heart, to make me whole?

Nothing need be said, nor meant to console…

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For I shall remain silent, locked inside myself,

Continuing to listen to nothing, afraid to hear myself speak

And the sounds within me, will deafen you, but quiet me,

mute me, until the only sound, the staccato of my breath.

 

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No End in Sight ~ #NaPoWriMo #poetry

21 Friday Apr 2017

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I know not where it is, I should turn

As thoughts inside, begin to churn

An acid, meant to truly burn

A helpless moment, of which I yearn

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To cast away, the thoughtless words

From a hateful voice, it’s so absurd

To know that I’m not really heard

My patience, buried, now interred

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Into hopelessness, I need to fight

To end this horrid, dreadful plight

That I endure, both day and night

For where there seems, no end in sight

 

 

 

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Echoes in the Dark ~ #NaPoWriMo #poetry

20 Thursday Apr 2017

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Once again, 4AM greets my tired eyes

Black as pitch, through my window,

I see nothing, not even shadows

No life, no movement, only the echoes

Of what must be hiding, nearby

Not even a glimmer of morning strikes me

The sun, yet asleep, nestled in the world

Below us, as we slowly turn, to greet her

She rises, with a hint of sarcasm, as if

She might not make an appearance today

I do not know, still, I shall wait, languishing

Eyes heavy, mind numb, fingers throbbing

From the constant tapping of keys, letters

Mixed with numbers, making little sense,

Much like the sun, in the winter

Smiling, almost sneering, never warming

But it is spring and she has compassion,

For those who suffer the strains, of gray days,

And gloomy skies, only to tease, as darkness

Falls, and she once again, laughs, then

Slips away, into the umbrage of the night

 

 

 

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Much Too Weak ~ #NaPoWriMo #dark #poetry

17 Monday Apr 2017

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A tremor, of which, there is no control

Wrestles my being, invading my soul

Carries me down, into the darkened abyss

How much longer, can I go on like this!

Looking for mercy, from the pain that’s inflicted

The horrors, and heartache, that have me restricted

No movement can ease, this demon inside me

Under my pillow, perhaps I can hide me

From dealing with this, again and again

And others who look, with obvious disdain

They know not what it is, I am truly feeling

Or how much destruction, I’ve been concealing

Am I never to find the answers I seek?

Or is it just that I’ve gotten much too weak?

Should I try to put this pain, and misery to rest?

And forget all this time, I am still quite oppressed

 

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