Her ability to feel no longer lingers from her inner chest|
Replaced with an emotionless sense of the world around her steps|
Instead of looking up she sees only the ground|
Not the faces which once laughed and smiled|
She built her own road to walk on|
But nothing in the background|
No grass|
No trees|
Only a deep black screen|
Static hides the image|
I once dreamt of where she would end|
On a road with no hope|
A slope hill heading down towards the abyss|
I once heard laughter and joy created from those lips|
Anger took her soul and wrapped itself around her shoulders never to let go|
Replaced with an emotionless sense of the world around her steps|
Instead of looking up she sees only the ground|
Not the faces which once laughed and smiled|
She built her own road to walk on|
But nothing in the background|
No grass|
No trees|
Only a deep black screen|
Static hides the image|
I once dreamt of where she would end|
On a road with no hope|
A slope hill heading down towards the abyss|
I once heard laughter and joy created from those lips|
Anger took her soul and wrapped itself around her shoulders never to let go|
This is so sad. O_o
ReplyDeleteThat poem is very thought provoking Ed! I like it a lot.
ReplyDeleteThank you kiki. I try my best.
ReplyDelete@ima girl...yes it is truly sad indeed.
ReplyDeleteI love this. It definitely struck some memories of when I felt depressed or angry. I'm amazed at how much I felt like you can connect with and understand a woman! lol
ReplyDeleteThis is a sad poem. Especially towards the end. Even though you say "anger took her soul and wrapped itself around her shoulders to never let go"...for some strange reason, I still feel some sense of hope. A sense of "maybe this is not the end".
Sorry to hear you felt this way. I felt like this as well.
ReplyDeleteAnd yes! I can understand women I think because of my sensitive side and maturiry, women are so strong and beautiful. I appreciate women.
I'm glad you understood the feeling of hope I wanted to convey at the end.