Dreaming of the Wind

Bitter cold brink of darkness
biting chillingly against my fingers
which, for just one second,
removes the numbness of mine soul.
Midnight clear possessed by silence,
overtaken by the nothingness of despair.

Who am I but a mere girl
living in a shattered world,
paving its own path to hopelessness,
like I; begging to be mended.
I gaze upon the mysterious moon,
the night's only northern star,
watching as it disappears behind the bruises
similar to the ones you shed on my heart.

I stop   hold my breath   listen..
to the chilling wind
whistling off the trees;
so bare yet so full of illustrious life.

If only to be like the night's wind;
plagued with ultimate destruction...
blessed with elegant serenity...
free to soar amongst it's own desires;
to look upon the miracle of sensation
and live to wander another wonder.

My body is suffocating
while my soul struggles for air.
I stare out into the shadows
and say goodnight one last time.
Tomorrow is another day
full of dreams and wishes all the same.

Reviews

[John Stussy]

Tomorrow brings new freedoms about, new doors open with each sunrise. I liked this one, you conveyed a sense of being lost, forlorn, unsure, quite effectively, then brought it all to a magnificently gentle and hopeful close. Never lose that ray of hope, never give up your beautiful smile. Great work once again.

[etxcp]

I like it!!!!!! You did really good!!!!! Inspirational!!!!!!!!!!!!!! I applaud you!!!!!!!! :)