Cranky 'poetry'

[Vorchia]

There’s nothing here
Just the mingling of light and wind in the treetops
The gentle rustling music of the reeds at sunrise
The waterlillies serene and beautiful in the big lake
The song of a highway trough morning paradise
For all those times you stand alone, with nothing but
the music of the rain in your tonedeaf ears
Nothing but the wind to play with your hair
And no light but that of the sun and the stars
In the end we stand alone, fight alone, die alone
Everything else is illusion, fantasy, daydreaming
Running just to be moving, moving just to survive
Screaming just to test if you are still alive
Fighting against our shadows our own fears
Standing in a crowd alone looking at the clouds
Wishing for light and warmth when there is none
Wishing for someone who could stand by me
Dancing to remember the moonlight on the sea
Offkey singing and randomly drawing if only to flee
Trying to get out of the land of the lonely
Trying to reach out, trying, failing, falling
Getting harshly pulled back to reality every time
Friendship is but lullaby to quiet the frightened child
Its a thinly masked facade, a game we all play
Going to the movies and listening to fairy tales
If only to forget reality and how alone we really are
Love must have died somewhere, cold and forgotten
Like the flowers must wither in the snow
The heart freezes upon betrayal and closes when hurt
Untill trust friendship and love are a vague memory
All the while there’s that bitterness lurking waiting to take over
Watching everyone else have RL friends, social lives
Try not to go close your heart when they pour poison in
Try to keep smiling if only to hide those tears
Try to stay sane if only to find another victory
Gather up the courage to start ver yet again
Find the words, find the time, dare to stand up and try again
Then stay nice while being rejected again...
Hide the pain, hide the loneliness, dodge the blows...
Never screaming when it hurts, never striking back
Just patience and try try try again...
It probably won’t be worth it but there’s nothing to loose...

[Vira Redclaw]

Whoa! That's really good. That impacted me deeply. Made me feel very sad and feel your pain. I know what it's like to feel like that. *hugs* I hope you start feeling better soon.

[Barry]

Man, That sure dose hit where it hurts.
That looks how I feel most of the time.
Only, my results would me more intense.
I start getting that "I don't care additude"
and start snapping at people.

Run Fast, Seek Peace, Fly High like a Dragon…

[Azonthus]

Long time since we've had poetry from you, Vorch. And a very nice job=) Some of the best poetry comes from the most intense moments of pain/anger/hatred. At least, that's the way it is for me;)

Stay strong. You do have friends who will not leave you, even if they tend to get pulled away from the ocmputer more often than desired;) And I'm praying for you. I always do.

[RedFeather]

Wow, that's awesome! I can say there have been times when I've felt the same way and have been inspired to write poetry of a similar nature. It's really good.

[Buttercup]

I like the fact that you mention that it is stilll worth trying to live life to it's fullest even when life sucks and tries to bring you down. No matter what, always remember that no one and nothing can ever take away hope, you can only lose it but it will always be there waiting for you to find it again.

[Vorchia]

I'm sorry if it struck too close to home for anyone...
Know that when I write 'poetry' its always something like this.
Things like these just happen when I'm cranky or down or when my mind is in the infamous downward spiral. I did this more often in my teens, when I was depressed.
But those were a lot more violent and I'd only write them out to shred them afterwards to clear my mind of the depressed thoughts.

[Vorchia]

Nature’s exuberance

Pure white blossom, innocence, joy
Where once was beauty now lives sorrow
How can nature be singing, this song of life
Among the memories of death
So joyous, so beautiful…
So ironic. Flowers on a grave.
Snowing apple blossom petals
Little pink petals, like a wedding
A grand celebration, life starting over
And yet, like the snows of winter
A white cover on the green grass
Spring is pain and joy mingled
Radiant beauty, as if to outshine...
Tears on my cheeks, dew on the grass
They will evaporate if I believe it…
I just want to live
And maybe there will be a spring
Sometime…

[jewelspike]

Very good poem, Vorch! Sorry it took me three months to read this -- better late than never!