Soulscape

In a world full of superficiality, all I had was myself.

The cold, wet rain hits

my skin. I shiver from the

icy sensation. I walk alone

in this cruel world,

aimlessly and misunderstood.

I'm more than what I

seem, but...no one can

ever comprehend that. All

they see is evil.

 

I feel the darker side of

my soul stir. It's enjoying

the cold rain. I don't

mind it...I rather like it.

So many things cloud my

mind...the past, the future,

betrayal, love, hate, rage...

most of all darkness...

 

My soul is shaping and

changing, scaping itself to

fit my very desires.

I'm changing...I know it

because I can feel it. No

one knows, though, that I'm

different.

 

This darkness that hangs over

me is a good one because I

can feel its warmth

radiating from its core. I

feel I can trust it.

 

A stinging wind sweeps over

me, blowing my hair back.

Goosebumps appear on my

skin as I shudder from the

feeling. Wonderful, yet

terrible. I love the feeling.

The rain pounds harder on

the concrete pavement. It soaks

me, skin and bone. I love

being wet.

 

Thick black clouds cover

the moon and stars. I don't

mind as long as it's

night.

 

I've always been in love

with the night because

it's apart of me...

always...

Author's Note

I remember when I wrote this. I was writing to describe myself in terms of my screen name, which, at the time, was Soulscape. I definitely got myself down on paper best as I could back then. The dark part of life was, and always will be apart of me.

Reviews

[Samantha ~virginpoet]

Love the title of this it drew me in loved the imagery and flow of this

[quinfinn]

very introspective and soul searching. eloquently worded and cleverly written.
very good poem!