The Echos of Rain
The Echos of Rain'''
Smiling in the light is a friendly face
Where did they go
when I was bleeding
on the floor alone
with rope hanging in a closet like despair
slowly swaying
with voices screaming
no one cares
The
pendulum in my heart
is crying
betrayal tattooing my body
with scars of abandonment
as
I am
waiting for death
with a rose held tightly
in my hand
dripping blood
thorns tearing my flesh
with these thoughts inside my head
I am amiss.....
Does the broken heart truly heal
or
does it mend by another
a way to replace the pain
like
calls from the dead
are
eerie echos in a graveyard of unrest
I've lived with so much tragedy
years fading away
with
every time
I look in the mirror
I see myself
this way
The clock ticks....
Tormented by the past I cant seem to get away
the night bleeds for me
as
I slowly go insane
dreaming of a place that is fair
feeling alone when I am here
waiting for the rain
where are my friends
It's like they disappeared
Yet
I am still here....
Copyright © Paul Gardiner | Year Posted 2021
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