I failed
again
me against nightmares
cannot recall if everybody stared
I sit
humiliated embarassed
studying this I’ll learn lessons
and
maybe another night
hopefully encouraged
I’ll stand
Once nobody lonely yet
holding up my aching neck
*acrostic
Woe is me oh
I am a torn soul
torn Torn
between two worlds
one black
one gray
woe is me
a candle
a candle
in a storm
never enough light
to see the ground
upon which
are pieces of me
shattered I am shattered
and I can not embrace
life or anything new
for my hands are torn
torn and filled with
the jagged pieces of me
adrift I am adrift
through life
an empty vessel
that longs only to be
filled with melancholy
a draft haunts me
I am Haunted
By a Draft that
will not leave my candle
burn in my Dark corridor
with gray walls
where I lay in lament
surrounded by the
many pieces of me
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VAMPIREBLONDEE
14:40 Dec 09 2008
You are standing now, my friend.
Sanirah
15:22 Mar 03 2014
This one is really imteresting