A World of Pain
In a world full of pain, I feel so alone,
Now shadows form where silence has grown.
A gaping void to fill this space,
These thoughts I have, I can't misplace.
It is four in the morning, as I lie here in bed.
Manifesting these fears that go around in my head.
I am the judge and the jury, in my own inquest.
A pondering conviction that has me depressed.
I feel lost in the darkness, where hope starts to fade.
In the stillness of night, decisions are made.
A ticking clock echoes. It's a sound of despair,
Each tick is a reminder that nobody's there!
This loneliness clings, on this dark winter's night,
As my breath hits the air and my chest it feels tight.
I long for the warmth of that someone to hold,
In the cold of the night where dark shadows unfold.
I remember the time I was wrapped in your love.
Like my heart is being held in the hands of a dove.
The isolation i feel, it reminds me again.
For in your arms i found solace, in this world full of pain.
Copyright © Sean Wilde | Year Posted 2024
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