Despair

I prayed for my soul.
Thinking of an angel who stood by me once.
Unconditional love was always the subject.
Now my soul lays full of regrets and despair.
Lost to life’s changes, my heart closes.
Now demons take control of my unspoken hatred that I cried.
I’m here without  no sunshine, no laughter, only unspoken sorrow.
That’s buried deep with a unemotional sleep.
Tears I can’t cry for my soul has run dry.
No one hears the loneliness that seeps in as I lay still.
Watching  memories creeping on the walls making me remember a happier time that  eats at 
me.
What can I do, for if the tears fall, a dam will break.
Then I will never be the same.
I wonder as I rush through the days who I really am or was that ever me.
Am I still walking through a dream.
Dreams even seem to escape me.
Who can I turn to.
All I ever see is evil, proud black evil that sits there and grins at me.
I turn to faith to make the pain ease, as I think about you and how life used to be.
So carefree.
Now I sit here going crazy as I try to call you.
But there is no sign .
What am I going to do, I miss you.
So destined to be haunted by your love.
 It’s been too long, the past is here and gone like a leaf drifting  through the wind.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Kershaw Avatar
June 25, 2009 at 5:26 PM
Mary, I wish I could be there to hold you close and tell you that tears are fine. They lubricate our hearts and let us feel the love that is sometimes hard to see. Your words touch many, I hope that this feeling passes from you quickly. Well written, scary and lost at the same time. Mary, you are loved. Do not despair. Love, Will
Shango Avatar
June 4, 2009 at 8:59 PM
The depth of hopelessness read here is pure Kierkergaard ... and may faith give you wings.
Brown Avatar
June 3, 2009 at 7:16 AM
Welcome to PoetrySoup Mary. I am hoping to read many more poems written by you. Love, Carol
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