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Shaun Smith Poem
How can someone cope with being alone, when the only thing they fear is just that?
You strive to be the best
Hoping you might be seen
Everyone that sees you, only sees the rest
Your destiny is to always be last
The loneliness eats you up inside
Hope dwindles and fades
Never good enough to be by someone’s side
The shallow pit of your grave is made
You hold onto fleeting hope
However, the resolve is gone
All you can ever do is mope
You know that it will not be long
Your thoughts turn dark
Wanting the peace of the dead
Happiness no longer your mark
Your aim turned towards your head
Life used to be grand
Always so full of glee
Than you fall and land
You tried to flee
Dreams of heaven turned black
Nightmares of hell become reality
Tortured like you are on the rack
Still you hold on valiantly
Hope is no longer real
Gone a long time ago
Love you no longer feel
You wish the pain would just go
Your heart hangs in shreds
Tattered and torn apart
Bleeding in different shades of red
You were just never that smart
You try to show affection
You almost welcome the pain
The most painful affliction
You wish you could stay sane
You give them your all
They laugh and mock
Watching you in agony fall
Till you land like a rock
Everyone says they care
Even though all you do is hurt
Lashing out at those who dare
To say that you are not dirt
There once was a time
When they said I love you
Now you know it was just a line
There is nothing for you to do
Except there is one last thing left
Welcome the peace of the dead
Your life now clamed by the rift
Hopes and dreams never said
There is nothing left in life
Only broken dreams and hope
You give in to the strife
And hang yourself on the rope.
Copyright © Shaun Smith | Year Posted 2005
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Shaun Smith Poem
Your feelings become turmoil,
Everything you care about is gone.
Buried eight feet in the soil,
You cannot help but feel alone.
Everyone tries to comfort you,
Saying their words of kindness.
Yet tears cover your face like dew,
Your thoughts very restless.
Once you were able to feel,
The happiness of joy.
Nothing seems real,
Not even your little boy.
He was ripped away from you,
The only thing in life you had.
Like smoke going up a flue,
Making you feel sad.
She had promised you would be,
A big part of his life.
Now you can see,
She told lies, your ex-wife.
After some time you have to choose,
To go through the pain and suffering.
Or to give up and lose,
Either way there is longing.
Everyone near you is hurt,
Your feelings causing pain.
Nobody else can have your heart,
You leave them out in the rain.
Their own sorrow you ignore,
Swallowed whole by your grief.
Your heart is empty nothing at the core,
All they want is for you to feel relief.
Those who love you the most,
Stand patiently by your side.
Allowing you to coast,
Ready for when you need a ride.
You lie awake at night,
Longing for eternal darkness.
Turning away from the light,
Embracing the emptiness.
Resisting the peace of death,
For there is still hope for life.
Passing up the funeral wreath,
Giving up all the strife.
An angel has found you,
She will be your guide.
Bringing jubilation anew,
Easing you from the other side.
On your face, you wear a smile,
The spark of life reborn.
Even though it will take awhile,
You are no longer torn.
Into the dark, you commit the past,
Purging all thoughts of them.
You can make this one last,
The angel becomes your gem.
With each little kiss,
She rekindles your hope.
Helping you forget what you miss,
Making it easier to cope.
Peace is no longer a dream,
The darkness ripped away.
Her beauty shining like a beam,
You embrace life in a new way.
Copyright © Shaun Smith | Year Posted 2005
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