Forced to Live

I wish I could make you understand,
The darkness I have seen.
I know that people all have felt,
And been the places I have been.
But it never stops and the sun is down,
Never to rise again.
I have stopped hearing the sound,
Of the tears that fall as rain.
Acid washed and worn to bone,
I am lost on life's great sea.
It's about time to come on home,
Time to cease to be.
At least that is how I feel,
How I wish it could be so.
But another day I'm sure to steal,
For some reason I can't go.
I am locked in life, denied an out,
It seems I'm here to stay.
Though it hurts much more than death to loathe every passing day.

Reviews

[TJ]

I could really feel the emotion in this poem; the sadness and pain, the feeling of being lost and unable to find happiness in this life. It is a truly breathtaking piece. Thankyou.

[KarinaT]

The black dog of depression. Once visited always feared and no one who hasn't been there can understand what it is to feel that way. Though this describes it in a way that may reach even the most cheerful. Beautiful and sad.

[Joshua W. Harris]

Aye, you hit that one on the head. Those who have not been to that dark place can never truly conceive of it. I thank you for your kind words, and I am glad that you enjoyed the piece! =]

[KarinaT]

I did very much - you're very good

[KarinaT]

Have a look at James McFadyens poems - I think you two would see eye to eye. Read Tinted Glass and Melancholy

[Joshua W. Harris]

You are too kind! Haha. Thank you very much. It always brings me great joy to see people enjoy my writing. =] The best gift that can be given.

[Joshua W. Harris]

I will be sure to check those out! Thanks for the suggestions! =]