SPRING RAINS
Lost. Pain.
Sorrow. Tears.
Sadness. Loneliness.
Emptiness. Fears.
Helpless. Weakness.
Broken heart.
Devastation.
Torn apart.
Alone in a world of sorrow.
Living a life of pain.
Losing the one I dreamed of.
I will never be the same.
I treasured every breath he took.
Lost in every word he spoke.
Captured by his dreamlike face.
Then one day I woke...
Reality attack. It hit me hard,
tearing my heart in two,
cushing my soul to its core.
Now I feel so blue.
I held on to his existence,
cradling it like a child.
I wrapped my arms around his soul,
and let my heart grow wild.
I thrived on all the dreams I had,
as they grew out of bounds.
Without a stake, the rains now come,
and my heart hits the ground.
To weak to hold myself up high.
With heavy drops I bend, then break.
All this wrong, I did to myself.
I opened my heart, my own mistake.
Laura Burke
April 8, 1998
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I felt what you were feeling and I just wanted you to know that I so understand that feeling.
Namaste. [HEART]
Those words speak volumes!!![HEART]
I can identify!![SAD][HEART][HEART]
I do not know why, but, this poem carries depression, making me feel sad.
I maybe wrong.
Thank you