Ok. I never ever ever ever ever ever do this because everything I write is pretty much garbage. And I'm serious. I'm not kidding, and I'm
NOT fishing for compliments. I hate it when people give you insincere compliments just to seem nice. Not that anybody here would do that...... But anyway I'm feeling crazy today. So I've decided to put my garbage out there. Take a risk. Live..... dangerously.
Alright enough with that. This poem is in kind of a different style than the kind I usually write, but here it is. Ok. I'm going to do it. (Are you sensing a little reluctance here?) And............... now!
Visit To the Hole In My Heart
Where am I? you wonder as you
slowly begin to wake.
You look around you and behold
a most desolate place
Everything is emptiness
No living thing is seen
The sky above is deepest black
It misses the stars' gleam
There isn't any color here
just blacks and faded grays
A frightful chill is in the air
It fills you with dismay
"What is this place?" you speak aloud
although not meaning to
But then, out of the nothingness,
a deep Voice answers you
"Thy traveled deep within thyself
to thy heart's very core
This is the wasted piece of heart
from which your pain doth pour."
"But why is it all emptiness?
What's missing that was here?
You scream into the Nothingness
praying the Someone's there
"This is the place in thy heart where
thou gave away thy love
to who thou thought would give it back
but who could give thee none
This could have been the fairest place
thine eyes had ever seen
with rushing rivers, twinkling stars,
tall trees so fresh and green
But thou hast not received love to
make whole the empty place
And thus this land is what you see
all dead and laid to waste."
"So then this place within my heart
must be forever bare.
And I am doomed to walk this land,
forever in despair."
"Nay," says the voice, "For I bring forth
tidings of hope to thee.
All you must do is find someone
who loves thou and thou, he.
Then finally this place shall be
as always was intended.
What
was a void shall then be full,
the hole in thy heart mended.
But now it's time that I must go.
I bid farewell to thee."
"But wait!" you cry, "I have to know!
Who could ever love
me?"
"Thou shall find him." says the voice
and bids his last goodbye.
You sink onto the barren earth
In wretchedness, you cry.
When you open your eyes you see
the dagger in your hand
It's point poised just above your heart
awaiting your command
But now you draw the point away
Death is no more your wish
Instead you dream of being held
In lover's tender kiss
The Voice's words have given hope,
you now despair no more.
For you know your love is waiting
Though he be on a far distant shore.
Oh..........my......gosh. I cannot believe I am doing this. I apologize to you all in advance. I don't know what I was thinking. But I guess now that I've typed it out, I should just continue with it.
*goes to press the submit button*
*hyperventilates*
*passes out*
* Apologizes for being overly dramatic and for taking up so much space with her uselessness*
*has problems with sharing....... especially things she's written*
*oh! and well done to everybody else! we have some amazing poets here*
* somehow manages to click the submit button, even though she is lying unconscious on the floor*