Dark Day Passes

A neutral poem, which entails how my dark days pass (10/25/2014).

Deep, dreadful thoughts cross my mind.

All day the stress billows through.

With no remorse, emotions keep raging,

Leaving me with nothing to do.

How do I stop this pain that life brings?

Do I attack it at the source?

If I were to do that, then the Devil will win.

Writing it down is the answer of course.

Thoughts and feelings leave my body

As I write down my pain.

I could write about faux feelings

or how I want to see what Destiny has lain.

I am probably not the only one who feels this way

Because I live upon the masses.

I will just lay down and close my eyes.

That is how the dark day passes.

Author's Note

I want to post my poem to share with others they are not alone with writing down their feelings. Obviously we all are not alone with the online community, yet for some it might connect. I am no English Scholar.

Reviews

[ElizaB]

Your last verse is amazing!

Thank you for entering

[Gwenn the little girl]

Yes, I too write my pain and agonies away. I can never depict my emotions and feelings so accurately as much when I write them. Writing became my sanctuary when life seems to be choking and beating me. In literature do I seek comfort and literature is the window that lets me breath. Thank you for sharing your poem, NightMoves, it really touches the core of my writing career, that pain is the reason why I write. :)