Remember Me?

Remember Me?

Fall

All the colours of the world..

Pouring out into oblivion..

Letting the depressionistic art return to most..

Not me..

Never me..

I fell from every grace..

I left the world in my fashionable style..

I let sharks conspire around me..

I let myself down..

This defective death defying instigation of the worlds wrongs..

Why is this still desecrating me?..

Why is this still with me?..

Winter

All of me goes black..

Whilst every color turns white..

Letting myself get tainted with my wrong doings..

Just mine..

Always mine..

Negating the worlds arguments to why I shouldn't exist..

As I let go..

I hope to never return..

Never stand before the naked eye of the world..

Never releasing the pressure of my thoughts..

Never living..

I gave in but it's never coming back..

Spring

The colours return to the trees..

They conspire to take away the blackness..

Inseminating a bit of happiness into my brain..

Taking the high road to let people love..

Even me..

The road never traveled has become mine..

I walk in the shadow of everyone..

The angst of darkness returns..

The depression in my happiness has never left..

Always ready for my heart to leave..

Negating me..

Never releasing me..

Summer

The loss of touch..

The feeling of deception..

The death of thoughts..

Just bittersweet music hanging in the air..

Deaths embrace is near..

The feelings have left..

I'm enforced to keep smiling..

The death of everything my thoughts holds dear..

I..

Forget..

My life seems without joy..

I am forever lost here..

Oh g-d where are you?..

Author's Note

How long have you waited for this?

Jesus it's been a while.. I'm sorry..

Honest opinion.

Reviews

[Dayran]

hi hero ... how's it going? happy new year.

From the sound of the poem ... you certainly have come to some new directions about yourself. It has an unmistakable note of clarity and meaning that you appear to have found. Its a wonderful way to be able to verbalize your emotions into an expression of what they are.

The poem explains your absence quite poetically. Our lives are surely lived as the seasons that change from one to another. Hope spring around the corner will renew your part of the world. A great write.

[FallenHeroXx]

Thanks Dayran.
Happy new year to you too.

Thanks for the review. Have i still got it?

[Dayran]

Yeah ... and I think it growing.

[RubyOmma]

This is really sad. I love the powerful ending and the way you break it into seasons. If I may offer a constructive comment, it feels a bit long and that takes away from the power. I liked it though, it is a strong emotional piece.

[Coyote Poetry]

Always good to read your word. I'm looking forward to Spring. Coldest Winter in 50 years. I like the seasons. Allow us to know and feel change. Also good for the food production. Apples need a frost to grow proper and strong. Thank you for sharing the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[stars are far]

That was written well hero :)
Well done :)

[Tate Morgan]

We all go through these times and the seasons of our own lives are directly tied to the seasons of the earth from which we are formed Well done

[luna11]

It sounds like thoughts flowing. Really well written and effective structure.
As for the '..'s at the end of each line, I can understand how on most lines it gives the feeling of an open-ended thought, but I don't think it was necessary for the question at the end of the poem, and a few other lines. Just an opinion, feel free to ignore it.
Other than that it's really great. I loved all seasons of this poem, but my favourite was 'fall'. Winter is equally good though, "All of me goes black.. Whilst every color turns white.." is a really clever line :)
Not an optimistic poem, but beautifully written.