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Helplessly Hoping

Helplessly hoping I close my eyes in search of a good night. Tossing and turning they open to greet the morning light. I rise out of bed running, hoping I can fly. Only to stumble and fall when I hear goodbye. Helplessly hoping I walk through the door to view a purple sky. Wondering I keep to myself, thinking what I need to get by. Seeing not so easy when you consider the meaning inside. Just for a moment I linger, was I just there for the ride? Helplessly hoping my spirit feels lost as the day goes by. I seem to collide with the material world no matter what I try. Seeking salvation I cry and drop down to my knees. Feeling like I am forsaken I still ask God please. Helplessly hoping the answers before me disappear from sight. Suddenly I stand by myself in darkness who turned out the light? Memories linger and my heart remembers yet retreat like the tide. The moments before me are passing and then I turn to hide. Helplessly hoping I just help myself but I’m so alone. Searching again inside, I wonder where I shall call home. My feet start to shake, I feel like I’m standing on a fault line. Everything around me slips away leaving me with just time. Helplessly hoping my mind starts to crumble like the ground under my feet. I run just as fast as I can but there was only me to beat. I listen as the wind it whispers, everything’s alright. The circle of life is unbroken as I return back to the night.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2011




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Date: 10/31/2011 2:52:00 PM
Enjoyed reading your creative work..Very creative work..The spirit of the wind was very encouraging to you..Maybe God was the whisper that you heard...Sara
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Mark Russell
Date: 10/31/2011 4:44:00 PM
Thanks Sara perhaps you are right. I really don't know I just write what's in my heart always. Glad you enjoyed it and thanks for rerading because of you I am.........Still. Mark

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