Wildfire of Darkness

 

He watched the pouring pain from his
bedroom window, just before he took
his late night pills.
Misery took hold once more,tearing at
his already tormented soul.

Thoughts of dying invaded his mind,
not wanting to give in ,yet hopless to
reach that last remaining star which lit
the heavens.

The pounding rain kept tune with his
hammering headache,feeling tired and old
as he lie his weary head upon his pillow.
His gray thinning hair matched his grey
volumeless life,he thought, as he tossed
and turned,wishing for sleepy warm dreams.

But slumber eluded him and another sleepless
night would be his familiar compaion once more,
with tapping sounds of rain pelting out a lonely
melody of pain on his window pane.

He hated the pretense of what he seemed to be,
telling his friends he was blissfully happy, and all
was right in this life of his.

If only they knew the darkness, which pervaded
his very being.
If only he could let this deep feeling of gloom
within him go, and find that touch of magic he
once tasted so long ago.

But,, he could not escape his dark thoughts.
They ran rampant as wildfire soars to conquer
and spread deep inside his brain~
a wildfire of darkness,
he could not extinguish.

Reviews

[Lydia Shutter]

Heartwrenching emotions in every line of this one, Fran. Sleepless nights with only worries and stress to share his bed and then not telling his friends how he truly feels.....could be the script for a great movie! Very well written dark character study, Fran. Lydia

[Adam Greenfield]

Wow. Very intense. This makes me want to really do something with my life so I don't end up old and just in the way. This was a great write, Fran. Great lines packed with so much emotion and energy, even if describing a man so alone and empty and scare. Wonderful job and I'm glad Andrea shared this with me.

[Rlh]

Awesome! It tells a very similar painful story of which I'm familiar. Very well done.
RLH

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"His gray thinning hair matched his grey
volumeless life,he thought, as he tossed
and turned,wishing for sleepy warm dreams."

A beautiful piece of verse there.

Shawn

[Andrea A. Wentz]

This poem tore at my soul. I've been there before, and the way you wrote, shared the emotions, the pain and anguish of it all, is very deep, very moving. This is an excellently painful poem and a wonderful read! Thank you for sharing :)

[angelinmypocket]

Very well written indeed Fran. I think a lot of older people have thoughts like this. When you start thinking back over your life and discover you're a "use to be"...no longer desirable, no longer lovable...it makes a soul feel desolate. Such a lonely feeling.
Love...Liz

[Ruby Dodd]

well i see you are just as good at story telling as you are at peom wiritn and you know how good I think that is don't you.

[Melissa Powell]

very dark and sad