The Woods Of Silence
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Poems
Here you are in the grove of poems. Slipped in this silent peacefull grove is the additions to my world of poetry. Take a gander, unleash your soul. Escaping has been moved to the archive.
Death's Light
Consumed by cold,
Of my heart,
Of the world,
Feeling fragile and old.
Ebbed away by pain,
In my fingers,
In my life,
Stranded in a losers game.
I've tried to hang on tonight,
To this world,
To the light,
But I'm drowning into night.
Slowly the colors leave,
Fade away,
Fade to black,
Making the happiness grieve.
What has happened to me?
To the smiles,
To the joy,
I don't think anyone can see.
It's so lonely here,
No one to love,
No one to see,
Lost in my fear.
One comfort that reaches out,
Too terrified to resort to,
Too willful to give in,
Turn away from another way out.
There's only one way,
To leave,
To move,
But I'm not ready, not today.
I'll drown in my tears,
Of sadness,
Of only myself,
Then die of those fears.
Maybe there is light,
In the world,
In my life,
I'll look and I'll travel until it's in my sight.
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