Hope has been erased from the face of the earth.
It crumbled and turned to ash, as if thrust into a hearth.
The light, it exist no more.
It is gone, forever more.
Hope is a false belief.
It has given me nothing but grief.
No one cares.
It's like living a nightmare.
No matter what I say or do.
I can never get through.
The first rays of the sun climb over the horizon,
As I stand outside the light shines into my heart.
There, the wrinkles are removed.
There, the scars of the past are healed.
The first wind blows across the land.
It stire up thuoghts in my head.
Like leaves on the ground.
There, thoughts of my love come around.
There, the pain of life is dealt with.
The first bird sings in the tree.
It's song brings forth the emotions of nature.
There, lays the calm sea of sereness.
There, the storm of pain tears across the land.
Now the last rays of the sun escape over the horizon.
Like a fleeting love.
The last wind slowly dies.
Like a heartbeat fading away.
The last cry of a bird fades in the distance.
Like an unanswered call for help.
Darkness creeps across the land.
A coldness blankets all.
But, the cold is kept at bay by the warmth of my heart.
And the darkness is kept at bay by the light of my heart.
COMMENTS
both very well done
I was quite pleased to read this as I have written about these feelings in the past as well. I feel a kinship with you.....
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Brionny09
21:04 Dec 19 2008
i care ^-^
RaineyLustfulBites
01:08 Mar 09 2009
*Hugs*
Im Going To Fav Your Journal My Dear