This vigil cripples my thoughts
Drags me down into shadows
Darkest depths that smother
With each breath you take
I try to rise above to the stars
But a heaviness pulls at my feet
Places my soul in a room of pain
Battles fought and lost surround us
Loneliness is a blanket
I shrug off as it masks me
Strength is only an illusion
Within these walls flickering
Your hands shake with the effort now
As life begins to open doors best closed
Your insight becomes brilliant Fi... and your pen has become tinged with a golden touch.... this piece will stay with me - - Fay.
sad but so well written, sometimes it takes all that we have to keep our heads out of the water...great write..10
This vigil cripples your thoughts down into the shadows with smoother perception. An excellent poem is very brilliantly penned.10
you need only rise above the clouds to see the stars. I do love this poem, very beautifully sad. PC
I agree with what a lot have said here. It took me years to realize that I opened so many doors best left closed. I am going through my mind now and closing those doors. This is a sad and painful poem to read but it didn't trigger any sad thoughts. A 10+++++. Love & hugs, Barbara
Your strength is drawn from.. a heart of gold holding together the pieces of love and care, fear and anxiety....that heart is yours...x Sue x
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Loneliness is a blanket I shrug off as it masks me Strength is only an illusion Within these walls flickering ----- first class imagery..........loved it! ! ! !