The sky cries with me,
Swallowed by gloom, I am,
To the one, I kneel, but
Nothing can take the pain away,
Transparent is my face,
With grief of the unknown,
Pouring my heart out,
Clears away any self doubt,
This day too shall pass,
Morning will dawn anew.
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ReplyDeleteNice poem, though, I really like the flow. Even if it's a bit dreary. But I am OK with that.
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Very sad, but your last two lines offer hope. That's always a good thing! Thanks for sharing your words.
ReplyDeleteYes, I like the bit of optimism at the end.
ReplyDeleteI like the poem, and read it over and over again to study how you did it.
ReplyDeleteIt always passes, if we allow it.
ReplyDeletegreat words.
Well done! I can feel the pain here!
ReplyDeleteThis week's theme seems to be the "new dawn" aspect of getting through depression.
ReplyDeleteUnfortunately, the backwards constructions in the first few lines brought Yoda's voice to my head, which I think comedefied the drama and dulled the impact for me. But still, I liked it.
I do see hope here...
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just fantastic! :) thanks for sharing :)
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