The Watcher on the HillA Poem by Zachary E. TenneyLife just isn't fair.Sitting cross-legged atop a circular hill Gazing out tiredly over some distant golden landscape Look, over there! A sacred tryst Two lovers Down in the earthy nook Glowing with a new precedent for joy And up there beyond reach Grinning clouds, so light and wispy and full of glee Untouched by oppression And what's that? Children laughing, immaturely immune To this world's wretched reality See that innocent young girl strolling home Down a wide shining cobblestone path Skipping Holding flowers in her hand Smiling Laughing Foreign concepts to the Watcher on the Hill Tears roll down his somber face His bitter teeth clenched Cloaked by frowning lips Uselessness Alcoholism Borderline Suicidal Impregnated with agony The inescapable truth His soul is withering Descending into black Beauteous denizens down below Strong enough to make the climb But lacking the desire One glance up to the hilltop Would save the Watcher from his hopeless fate One lovely, friendly human to share the day with Might just keep the Watcher alive IS THAT TOO MUCH TO ASK FOR? But no one cares for him No one wants to come and save him So the Watcher fades His soul departs and drifts pointlessly into the ether His flesh remains atop the hill, slowly rotting Seeping down and joining the dirt Poisoning the lush green grass The Watcher is gone His eyes could bear no more And so he left Just like that.
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1 Review Added on July 14, 2015 Last Updated on July 14, 2015 Tags: sadness, loneliness, depression, love, beauty, life AuthorZachary E. TenneyKalamazoo, MIAboutI'm a pretty simple 18 year old guy from the state of Michigan. I have a curiosity about and a passion for life, but I haven't really figured out a way to satisfy that curiosity or fulfill that passio.. more..Writing
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