Lost in dark depression
Not knowing where to turn
I opened the windows to my soul
To see what i could learn
I swept up the deppression
Scrubbed the sadness and the hurt
I put it all in a trash bag
And set them by the curb
I found stashed in a corner
Tucked high upon a shelf
A treasure chest of knowlegde
That i could love myself
And wherever my future takes me
I know that I will win
Because i opened the windows to my soul
And let the light shine in
Malissa, your poem reminds me 'The heart bowed down by weight of woe To weakest hope will cling' by A.Burn A good poem....meaningful.....thoughtful sathya narayana
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
lets the sun shine on you crazy diamond.............lovely soul desserts......keep going melissa.