written in january of 2005, the accompanying picture was taken the same time... makes me wish i were in a dorm room again and not working at a shipyard
shadows shift
up on the walls
lay awake with wondering eyes
what is this feeling?
searching for the answer
in the lights behind the open window
feel the breeze
think of all the many regrets
reworked and fixed
the new reality appears
in closed eyes
all the answers are there
in the resting mind
feel the hope
awaken to a brave new day
full of fresh new chances
hide behind unopened lips
regrets begin their pile
searching for an answer
then watching it fly by
feel the disappointment
run to safety
all alone
hugging knees
and shedding tears
open mouth
and crying words
what is wrong with me?
searching for the answer...
i won't comment on the mood of the piece, or the effect, i guess. I will comment on the style and formula though: this could be served well by being cut in half; by that, i mean, by being edited down to 12-15 lines. Your images convey much more than you let them, e.g. first two lines of the poem, and because of that, much of this feels repetitive.
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i won't comment on the mood of the piece, or the effect, i guess. I will comment on the style and formula though: this could be served well by being cut in half; by that, i mean, by being edited down to 12-15 lines. Your images convey much more than you let them, e.g. first two lines of the poem, and because of that, much of this feels repetitive.
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=)). I really enjoyed this; your words are coming to life as I try to pick myself up and try to get through another day. I can really relate to this. Thanks for sharing! God bless.