As I sit alone
In this cemetery,
Lost inside my head
I think of dying
And those beneath me,
Lucky enough to be dead.
The people I know
They all believe,
In someone up above
But I can't feel,
The sweet relief
Of intangible heavenly love.
I've felt so much,
In this hollowed ground
I've shed too many tears
I can't help but ponder,
Why I'm still around
It feels like a thousand years.
They tell me
I'm just not trying
To grasp my happiness
They don't see
She left me crying
In silent eternal sadness
So when I'm free
Remember this rhyme
Please don't cry
When I'm asleep
For the rest of time.
I write most of my poetry in an altered emotional state, usually in the middle of the night, sleep deprived, and in extreme emotional distress. I appologize for any spelling mistakes and grammar errors. I am seeking professional help, writing is simply an outlet for me.
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To me the cemetery has always been a place of peace. Hours spent there with my grandmother planting flowers. Also a place of tears, for far too many, including grandparents, parents, my daughter and nephew. Some time, in the not too distant future, I will be laying there. I have stage 4 cancer. I wish I had more time here, there is still so much I still want to do, see my grandchildren grown, more writing I would like to do. I won't hurry death, though so many loved ones wait for me.
Hauntingly sad piece, this poor soul missing his love. I enjoyed the read and look forward to reading more!
Posted 6 Years Ago
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6 Years Ago
Thanks for reading! I'm glad you like it. I love your interpretation though for me it's more about s.. read moreThanks for reading! I'm glad you like it. I love your interpretation though for me it's more about severe depression than anything. I had a friemd of 6 years who left me because of it, however, I'm glad you can still find some meaning of your own in it!
QueenKy
My name is Ky, I'm a 19 year old college student studying Theatre and Film. I've been writing a long time, and have developed a knack for hyperbole. I often write about dark topics, as writing is a cr.. more..