Doubting the Man In the Sky
He looks at the sky
No hope in his eye
Inside he is broken
Bottled feelings unspoken
Hands tied together
His future forcast doesnt look as if it gets better
Pacing frequently from side to side
Along the road he lost his pride
He looks at the sky
As tears fall from each eye
Slowing watching the darkness, expel
All the light in the room to simulate hell
The man stood his ground
Refused to go down
Everytime he didnt give up
A drop of happiness enetered his cup
In the darkness of hell
Though he was not doing well
He heard the 'whoosh' of an Angels wings
Listened to his spirit as it sings
Nothing from him did darkness consume
He could see even better when light entered the room
Now as he looks at the beautiful sky
His heart fills with joy and he never asks why
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a
Premium Membership.
