Lance Carthen

Rookie (4-10-81 / Mineral Wells, TX)

When The Sun Stopped Shining - Poem by Lance Carthen

Suffering in the myst of a million sad memories.
Each avoidable but all played on.

Where is the angel thats supposed to come singing.
As the one with the pitchfork keep whispering more.

Ive become a flower that will never bloom.
No matter how nourished with sunshine and soil.

A child near a snakepit heading towards doom.
Good intentions burning hot but just wont boil.

So I sit here alone...
Wondering where Ive gone.

Not the person sitting here.
But the one that felt love.

The one that could smile.
He who would laugh.

The one that once shined.
Who's essence didnt rot.

So obvious the answer...
But addiction rages on.

Will I ever return...
To be the one that was loved.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, October 19, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, October 20, 2010


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