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 © | Year Posted 2015

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Lane Avatar
October 24, 2015 at 9:02 AM
Oh my ~ such pain and suffering. Your imagery is magnificent. Comparing the saltiness of tears on your lashes to a glass of Tequila rimmed with salt!!! That's genius, Stephen. 7!
Thom Avatar
October 24, 2015 at 9:22 AM
I thank you for your very kind words
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