When I become deep in thought, words just seem to come to me and from there I turn those words into a poem...
I sit alone in a room
A candle the only light
the winds cold chill haunts me
as it cuts through the darkness of another night.
Visions of the past flash before me
Each one playing a haunting song
Tears fall like rivers down my face
As the ghosts whisper their verses of wrong.
Screaming in the dark of night
begging to stop the madness
The candle flickers brighter
yet all i see is the shadows of sadness.
Can't you see I'm broken?
Won't you help me please?
the sadness and the darkness
are like a fatal disease.
I don't want to do this anymore
I want my life...to live
If I could forget my past
Maybe then they'd forgive.
The darkness gazes upon me
it's cold, icy fingers grab at my face
I struggle to break free from it
it cries out with the pasts disgrace.
Suddenly my eyes open
I realize its all been a dream
My past came back to haunt me
My slate has now been wiped clean.
A new day awaits me
as I shake off the fear of my dream
at that moment I realize
things are not always what they seem.
-Diana