Melancholy has taken grip of my soul,
Tears at my heart, my mind, my whole.
It’s lowered its black veil to block out light,
A blanket of gloom against which I cannot fight.
I tried to hide and let it pass unnoticed,
But it heard the tears upon which I was choking.
It claws at my pain carving wounds upon which it feeds.
It finds in me, all it could ever need.
Unhappiness, guilt, A forlorn lack of hope.
When the reality check hit like a rat that jumped boat.
I will look for it again I have to, to survive.
I need that hope or I might as well die.
A victim to reality as dreams are just that it seems.
And melancholy found me, a ripe banquet on which it feeds.
Your hand Stifles my moan
The words I would speak
My body’s song
Now I am lying in wait
For your return
My face to the sky
Absorbing its downpour
The dust is settling
Or is it pieces of me, of you?
That I feel…
Like those waves
Pretending we are the mavericks
Pretending that we are the swell
via Daily Prompt: Stifle
Directionless, in a maze.
Not knowing what I wanted,
All doubt self made.
Focused upon the way through.
I know what I want now,
No doubt, I want you.
via Daily Prompt: Forlorn
Four legs Amble
On sidewalks out west
As our hearts gambol
Trapped in our chests
These are memories that now slide onto my tongue
Down my throat…
As my 10 fingers tap
This keyboard in my lap
Your captivating aura still comforts me as it surrounds
And in my ears…your beautiful love still sounds
Hours have turned to days
Days to weeks
Weeks to months
If I could have, I would have
Convinced you there were ways…
I miss you more than you believe
More than you could ever conceive
via Daily Prompt: Amble