Sez Farr

(7th september 1990 / port maquarie N.S.W)

The Mystery's Of My Despair


In the depths of joy,
My heart is waking,
In the depths of sorrow,
My heart is breaking,
No where to run nowhere to hide,
Must now abandon my pride,
My head held high in the air,
Now all I see is despair,
Mother of goodness father of youth,
Bring back the powers of truth,
No one can tell what lies ahead,
But all will see its full of dread,
Oh great powers, oh great three,
Im begging you set me free,
With every last breath I will share,
The mysteries of my despair.

Submitted: Monday, December 11, 2006
Edited: Wednesday, December 08, 2010

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  • Daniel Partlow (1/10/2008 5:26:00 PM)

    Well written.
    Your spirit seems vexed and full of despair.
    This may lift it: http: //www.poemhunter.com/poem/sunrise-on-the-mount/
    It always works for me.
    Remember, there is only one thing we truly need. Cheers. Dan (Report) Reply

  • Tahnee ? ? ? (12/11/2006 9:58:00 AM)

    i enjoyed the read. well written. even when facing despair, know that hope still resides somewhere. you just need to find it. (Report) Reply

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