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The darkest hour

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The darkest hour

-Heartbreak

"It can never be", she says,
"Though I will love you forever,
But with him I must stay...
Never again to be together".

For so long we were soul mates,
By best friend, my lover.
From the moment I first saw her,
I loved her like no other.

Her words sting like a whip,
Flailing my bared soul.
The flesh ripped from my heart,
I can't cope with this blow.

-Denial

Fog fills my mind,
Tendrils snaking throughout.
A darkness descends,
The black night of my doubt.

How can this happen?
Why does she choose him over me?
He is her husband...
Not really, in name only.

It can't really be true,
Surely a nightmare possesses?
Torturous thoughts through my mind,
My sanity breaks, twists and wrenches.

-Anger

My mood darkens further,
The bitterness shows.
She promised to love me,
No matter what difficulties appose.

I hate her, no, I love her,
I just hate what she does.
Why let others always tell you,
Which direction to love?

The anger it seizes,
Blood pounds in my head.
I want to hurt him, I blame him,
I wish he was dead.

-Realisation

Days pass, feels like years,
My tears never cease.
Depression the curse now,
My heart can never know peace.

Everything around me,
Reminds me of her.
The love we had felt,
Those little things together.

My best friend is gone,
I can bear it no longer.
Finally my direction is clear,
I wish I was stronger.

-The darkest hour

Nothing left of myself,
Nightmares all I have left.
Of all passion and hope,
Now my life is bereft.

Release me, let me go,
My life is just torture.
I want it to end!
I want the pain to be over!

The blade is sharp,
For my blood it knows hunger.
Insanity, delirium,
My mind it does conquer.

No one is home,
The knife angles steeper.
My last words, "I love you"
Then bite it in deeper.

A noise outside...
No! Who can it be?
"Daddy, what are you doing?",
My son's voice, stops me.

Blood, so much blood,
My mind absently wonders,
How should I stop it?
Before the carpet it drenches.

-Postscript

Later I wonder,
What I became?
Now a band on my wrist,
To hide the scars of my shame.

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  1. Date: 9/2/2010 9:09:00 PM
    Welcome to the soup!

  1. Date: 8/31/2010 4:35:00 PM
    sad write...welcome tp poetry soup...hope you find much happiness here to write great works for us to pick apart...not really we want to enjoy the reading!! Check out my writes if you dare.

  1. Date: 8/28/2010 10:51:00 AM
    An excellent poem -

  1. Date: 8/27/2010 6:26:00 PM
    Welcome to Poetry Soup.. so enjoyed your creative write tonight... there are many contests offered on the contest page.. check them out and enter... a sure way to have your poetry read more often .. a great chance to win..luv..