Sonnet #4

Sonnet #4

A Poem by Wren
"

I really need to start naming these things

"

Why do we pretend that we see the light?

Can't you tell there is only darkness here?

Through the woods we got lost in blackest night

And for us there is no way out I fear.

The lies that you told and the dreams I weave

Has lead us down this hopeless patch of road.

You were so willing, eager to deceive

My dreams eagerly wanting lies you told

And this folly leads us both astray

To forgotten paths, lost forever more

Dreaming so sweetly of the light of day

Not to be seen, as much as we implore.

So do not tell me that there is light to come

My heart is broke, and too my soul undone

© 2012 Wren


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Added on January 16, 2012
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Wren
Wren

Windsor, CA



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I'm a girl who believes that out of sadness blooms beauty. As morbid as that seems, I apparently only write well when sadness overwhelms me. Only in pictures painted by words am I ever able to express.. more..

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