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I've fallen down, the place around me
It's frigid, sinister, and damp.
The darkness is my handicap, I am blinded, unable to see.
This place, so small, it contains me, I'm cramp'd.
Pull me up out of the darkness, if you can,
Before he takes over my soul; for this evil will overcome me.
My overtaking has arrived, to the darkness, it has began.
He picks up my body, and I am thrown into a sea.
In this sea of regret and shame, darkness kills all the light,
I am fighting to come back above, where I can respire,
But he pulls me under, back into the night.
I am drawn into the darkness where I will expire.
4 comments:
I appreciate all of your poems but I only like the ones that show love (to me I assume) because the dark ones show how much pain you in and that makes me upset and the love ones show that you care about me and you think of me....so that is more helpful for me to heal up the the I need to because I am loved and I naturally feel love back in response.
now about your comment...I though at first you were saying none of the poems were about me...which would open up a very unpleasant conversation with references to past events so on and so forth. but after going to the bathroom and thinking about it...you may have meant that I am narrow minded and I only like poems that are about me...because I am a non-poetic guy so that what happens. So...I hope the latter was what you meant.
Also, these poems makes me know how you feel..about me..again I hope....so they help do away with you...not so loving conversations sometimes...that makes me wonder sometimes. the poems reassure me. But...if the poems are not about me I may need to know. But I think they are because me and you talked about together the subjects that are written in the poems.
I enjoyed you in the heavens poem if that is the name..i forget. and this poem is well written..but I dont like it...its mean. I dont want anything dragging you down. It was bad enough when we first met and you had your problems. it was upsetting to see someone so beautiful be caught at the ankles by depression.
ok..i need to go study. so you write happy poems and work hard on getting out of your depression. : )
chin up and try to find things throughout the day to be happy about. and I know your trying very hard to be a good person and I think your doing great. So keep at it. your very beautiful Elizabeth...and your more beautiful because you are trying to be better even in this difficult situation. so..I love you..I am praying for you and us. I hope you have a good week..I will try to talk to you a bit on sat...next two days are study + two finals...and I need to do good on chem so i get comp..and good GPA. pray for me on that note. and others...I still need help getting my thoughts fixed...your poems help..they get me out of heartless mode...thank you. I will ttyl..I love you...bye : )
I never said they were for you, I dont know how to put it other then that. Assuming way to much, I was just writing... You should know the sets are about you, but the alone poems are not. I wrote the depressing one to try to convey how I am feeling, because it seems like no one understands me. I feel as if I have fallen into a well, unable to get out, and no one knows I'm missing.
Seriously, this comment is not being rude, I'm just trying to let you understand, I dont think about you when I write. Because I'm hurting. My poems that are about you are painful more then lovely.
ok...I try to understand but you know that I cant perfectly. I just try my best too. im just trying to figure out if you care about me alot or not and im confused on both ends....so im trying to understand that too. I bet if we see each other we will know a bit better. This is so complicated..i bet I will need ever day until June 15th to make up my mind. I need to get back to work...you just popped in my mind.
I hope you think about me though..i think about you alot sometimes : )
talk to you later..ily..bye : *
:D hehe
I dont know what I want anymore. I'm confused beyond belief. And I guess we can hang out over the break.
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