Here Lies, My Soul

Sorta based on a dream. Not sure how I feel about this.

In the misty graveyard,

Of forgotten lonely souls

Looking for where mine does lay

As they weep in the night's despair.

 

I wonder why the world, so unkind

Threw away these souls like mine

Broken hearted doormats,

Stepped on, by society's crime.

 

Many times, I've picked up the pieces

Only to have me shattered once again

Alone and forgotten,

Like some distant memory.

 

Haunting and taunting,

Demons of my mind

Writing away the sorrow,

Trying to get back what is mine.

 

Strong overpowers weak

Some things you just can't control

Powerless, and hopeless now

Here lies, my soul

 

 

Reviews

[Y.F.]

I really adore the last stanza - as it nears it end it gains so much momentum and strength.
You've drawn a very gray picture with this one, sitting in a graveyard, wondering about life and existence.
I've spent too much time in graveyards over my life, and they do seem to make you reflect about things.
Another great write.

[Robert Luna]

So vivid. I love the feeling of despair this details so wonderfully. If this is based on a dream your dreams and mine need to meet sometime I think they would throw one hell of a party. This to me felt inviting in a way of looking at the inner you and the beautiful dark things that come together to form the depth of a being that is pure of heart in a darkened realm of existences.


Great Job!!!!!!!

[The Autumn Faerie]

*Sigh*
This truly is an enchanting read...
Thank you for sharing.
^-^