To any of you who have read my other poems u might find that there is a recurring pattern of dark, empty sadness. The last few weeks of my life have been really in that place but to be honest I'm sick of it and really want to make a change to this. I've seen a lot of posts lateley in which people have described that they're at the point of no return and just want to go through with ending it all so I hope this can turn it around for you or just simply give you a perspective that if you want improvement, it's they're waiting for you to make the effort.
Sunny Days
A storm has passed.
...I watch the darkened clouds
...drift over the horizon.
In the time which they hovered above me,
...I succumed to their emptiness
...Escaping from their cruelty seemed impossible.
I watch,
...as the bauty of the sunds rays
...creep through the cracks.
I See Hope.
The blue sky
...overcomes the sadness
...with which I was enveloped.
The heat of it's magnificant rays
...fills my every sense.
Although I stand here alone,
...as I did before,
...I cannot help but take in the beauty of life around me.
The flowers blossoming,
The oceans crashing,
Nature singing out in a melody of harmony.
It calls to me,
...I hold on with my entire being.
Who knows what tomorrow may bring...
S
Sunny Days
A storm has passed.
...I watch the darkened clouds
...drift over the horizon.
In the time which they hovered above me,
...I succumed to their emptiness
...Escaping from their cruelty seemed impossible.
I watch,
...as the bauty of the sunds rays
...creep through the cracks.
I See Hope.
The blue sky
...overcomes the sadness
...with which I was enveloped.
The heat of it's magnificant rays
...fills my every sense.
Although I stand here alone,
...as I did before,
...I cannot help but take in the beauty of life around me.
The flowers blossoming,
The oceans crashing,
Nature singing out in a melody of harmony.
It calls to me,
...I hold on with my entire being.
Who knows what tomorrow may bring...
S
