Alone and Afraid

I was Sad, Long before Emo was a Word

As I sit in the dark corners of my soul, alone and
afraid to reach for another.
I am scared, I have reached before,
only to be cut and stabbed.
I Wonder why must I always be in pain.
Will I ever be able to hold another so close as before?
I got what I bargained for, but not what I deserved.
Everyone I opened my gates to, wanders away,
And all that come to play don't stay.
The few that wish to plant seeds in my garden,
wish to bring weeds.
Has my garden seen its last rainbow, or
will the sun shine once again?

As I sit in the dark corners of my mind.

Maybe.......I hope.

Dedicated to me.
2-19-95 (12:20am)
Written By Jay Spaan
© www.jayspaan.com

Author's Note

It's funny sometimes, that I was this sad kid, so long ago, I am no more that sad boy, I have become a Happy Man.

Reviews

[No use.]

i'm so glad you have become a happy man!

"I got what I bargained for, but not what I deserved."
i think this is key

[just rose.]

i think this kind of expression is what poetry is FOR, don't you? and i have my share of stuff like this from that same time. i like the structure, and the depth of the emotion here.