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Post by onyxfiretear on Nov 11, 2004 6:13:15 GMT -5
Golden summers shine Gives away to falls chilled hand When spirits are supposed to rise high With seasons greetings anticipation Mine grows dimmer with every cooling day
Leaves that once held life Now have turned to a brittle brown Falling helplessly to the ground Much like my soul Further I slip deeper into depression
Fall slowly fades into winter Even colder than before Memories of happier past plague my thoughts Visions of loved ones that have passed on How much they made the season sparkle
Rich intoxicating laughter It was so think You needed a knife to cut through it Love and incredible warmth Radiated through their smiles alone
Oh how I miss those times Songs of promise and hope were sung Making the winters night seem a bit more bearable Endless banquets of food shared with those we hold so dear Just enjoying simple times and lasting pleasures with all
Tears stream endlessly from my eyes I know there are those so much worse off than me But does that make my pain or depression any less important? Watching others run from here to there With holiday greeting on their lips
Has me put on my mask Greeting them back Hiding my always existing pain Hoping one day that this agony will end.
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Post by strangeclouds on Nov 11, 2004 23:21:28 GMT -5
for some reason the 'Fall slowly fades into winter' line just stuck with me.
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Post by razorbladebunny on Nov 12, 2004 0:45:11 GMT -5
amazing, thats all i can say.
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Post by onyxfiretear on Nov 12, 2004 17:37:46 GMT -5
thank you both for looking at my work
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Post by EternalDarkness on Feb 21, 2005 22:05:23 GMT -5
that really was amazing.... i love your poems... i wish i could write like you can.
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Heavy Hearted
Excellent Writer
My soul is dead....but I wish it me instead...
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Post by Heavy Hearted on Feb 21, 2005 23:09:48 GMT -5
very well written.....I loved it... the lines that struck home with me the most were:
Leaves that once held life Now have turned to a brittle brown Falling helplessly to the ground Much like my soul Further I slip deeper into depression
I can so relate to that.... I hate winter to, and the christmas season.....to much cold, death, and to much pretending.....to much cheer at christmas period....I to wear my mask perfectly at that time of yr...
>>ANGIE<<
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