July 8, 2002
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Melancholy
deep and dark
it’s dragging me under
I feel myself sinking
in the quicksand
I’m trapped
I’m all alone
I’m always alone
none to share my thoughts
my feelings
my joys
some people come
and light a candle
in this dark
but the candle burns out
sooner or later
and then they’re gone
and the dark returns
stronger than before
I wish someone would come
and dispel the dark forever
flood my mind
with never ending light
but until then
I keep my candle-holder ready
for a passing soul to pause
and show me the light again.
Shy
Comments (11)
Our life is always filled with that wish of finding that someone that will help us, talk to us, protect us, etc. I hope you’re not feeling like this right now… you’ve came a long way already to find yourself and your peace! You’ve inspired me for getting out of my depression and searching for peace.
Take care!!!!!!
We all have our share of candles. I’ll share one with you!
i’m always a fan of dark and intense poem. kudos to you dear.
Candle lit….hugs included.
Hugs and a light
Sharing my lit candle with you
Don’t get caught in a spider web.
I’m sure dearest – the charming prince will be next to you soon & I swear – he’ll be one damn lucky fella!
BTW – the poem is great!
Wow! Great poem!
there can only be a limited amount of passion in this world.
..i read ur words..they stirred some emotion within …a small whirlwind of maybe a tear..that screams that i think i feel a similar pain..the emotion may not be the same …but to a large extent similar…keep the faith…:)