since I havent added anything new since I joined I think that its time for Me to add another journal. I have found that in My life, I only look forward to few things. The time spent with friends and feeling the warmth that glows and grows when with people who love you and whom you love as well. Its a hard thing being alone, but I think that it gives Me time to explore how I feel deep inside and how to deal with My doubts and fears. No one can live life totally alone for it messes with your mind. My poetry is My outlet for My depression and I feel it helps Me confront those things that are making Me sad and lonely. I dont often share My poetry with anyone, but I thought that letting people see it would help Me deal with it better, so that is why I had My poem up for so long. So I am going to post another of My poems or rather I call them My sad sayings,cause that is usually when I write them. The poems mean alot to Me and are very personal as they are My innermost thoughts so I hope that Friends and all others will enjoy and perhaps My poetry Might help someone else out when they are feeling down. I wrote this peom When I was feeling very down and hurt by several people I thought were My friends:
Cavren of loneliness, leads to the pit of dispair. The Sadness creeps back in taking over consuming joy and happiness. There is no light at the end of this tunnel, just an all consuming pitch blackness. There is no such thing as love it is a lie to cover insecurities in people. All there is and all there ever will be is fear and doubt. The blackness distortes the soul, bending and breaking it. It will never end it will consume us all before We die.
Cavren of loneliness, leads to the pit of dispair. The Sadness creeps back in taking over consuming joy and happiness. There is no light at the end of this tunnel, just an all consuming pitch blackness. There is no such thing as love it is a lie to cover insecurities in people. All there is and all there ever will be is fear and doubt. The blackness distortes the soul, bending and breaking it. It will never end it will consume us all before We die.
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I think your poem is beautiful.
worked at a comic book store... so you know small favors? i love that comic... i met the author in Iowa... do you have any others you can recommend of the genre that i may like?