AGAIN

Here I am again,

The same road,

The same sins,

 

No one hears me here,

I am alone,

All of those who once where friends,

are gone,

 

Its dark,

I am closed in a room,

If I stay here,

I will meet my doom,

 

But how do I get out,

No one will hear me if I shout,

and there are no doors out,

 

Here I am again,

without a clue,

without a light,

or someone to see me through,

I do not know what to do,

 

I am stuck,

In my world,

there is no such thing as luck,

 

I am sinking in this pain,

I am lost in my own shame,

I ask myself

"How did I get lost,

again,

in this game?"

 

I am soaked from all the rain,

Or is that tears?

I have found myself facing all my old fears,

 

I dont know how to get out,

I am lost in a deaf crowd,

I dont know what to do.

 

Maybe after all these long years,

though all the many tears,

All along mybe the answer is you,

 

 I will reach out ,

and hope you reach for me too,

 

 

 

Reviews

[Don Stabler]

you desperately seek a way out. the trust you place in the person who can help you is strong to say the least. I hope find the answers and that nobody, anybody at all, lets you down. thanks for the poem Jessi

[M. Amphet Salt]

*Applause*

Very well written, as you express emotions honestly through out. You paint a good portrait of inner sadness and inner turmoil, i.e.

"Here I am again,

without a clue,

without a light,

or someone to see me through,

I do not know what to do,



I am stuck,

In my world,

there is no such thing as luck,



I am sinking in this pain,

I am lost in my own shame,

I ask myself

"How did I get lost,

again,

in this game?""

You're a good writer, don't stop.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

WOW Jess your words certainly speak to me as I often find myself making the same mistakes over and over... a very dark write but still true that many of us never learn... Awesome job.

[Mr. Lopez]

Jessi , This poem speeks of a dark and depressing place that I think that everone has been to at least once in their lives. Some of us are known by our fisrt name when we walk into this dark room of depression.The way that you wrote this gives your reader a sense of being trapped in your depression right along with you . This takes a little skill my friend and skill you have a lot of ! Great job !

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Though sad but, not an uncommon state of mind to be in once in a while, as long as one finds that hope is still there. I always say that as long as there's life, there's hope still. One can easily relate to this write, and I hope, if it is from fact and not fiction, that the light of hope comes soon.

[Dani California]

This is a great piece Jessi!
Though horribly sad...
is this true?

You shed the light
of hope at the end..
something that is always there...
always.

I really enjoy your work...
you're quite talented
and you seem
to be getting even better!

Excellent! As always... :)