Alone I Cry
Tears... emboss old memories
Reminiscence, floods troubled mind
My eyes... slow leak as floodgates
Fighting nightly tides, that rise to blind
My sorrow drowns an aching throat
The uncontrolled dance of trembling chin
Stinging blur forces eyes tight closed
Salted lash swells tequila rim
And in that moment
Of surrender
Alone... I cry
Alone... midst dancing shadows
Cast by firelight and drifting mind
Fireside cheek... bathes in embers warmth
Whilst outer face no comfort finds
Polar mumblings, the unheard suffering
Self-inflicted, my addictions rain
Souls shingled beach, no stone I leave unturned
I search for comfort, seeking not to blame
And in this moment
Of isolation
Alone... I cry
For a life... raped of colour
That lies opaque Neath shades of grey
To beg for peace of mind... amidst sad sands of time
Where colours Godly, paints final day
I have never wished for my many years
Yet still I fight to suffer more
For the loved ones that I would leave behind
Should I walk through final door
So in this moment
Offer comfort
As I cry
Help soothe this mind
Of bipolar kind
Please God, just try
Copyright © Stephen Thom | Year Posted 2015
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