Doing Time

It's over now 
I've waited too long 
It's too late for trying
all purpose has gone 

Sadness has seeped 
into the cracks of my soul 
The cruelty of the world
has taken its toll

I want to hide away 
for the rest of my days 
Slowly vanish from sight 
as the shadows fade 

Only a few would notice
if I was no longer there 
Life would go on 
not many would care 

Memories drift away 
on the morning breeze 
My life falls away 
like the autumn leaves 

Pain parades its way 
through my veins
Despair torments my spirit 
in it's deadly game   

Love eludes me 
in it's evil dance 
Staying just out of reach 
never giving me a chance 

Lustful creatures corner me
on every side 
I fight for my virtue
to stay alive 

But the will to go on 
grows weak within 
The struggles too great 
against evil and sin 

I grow weary of sorrow 
of walking alone 
Of having no one to trust
no place to call home 

I want to shut it all down 
and walk away 
Escape from people 
and the games they play 

But I have to go on 
the choice is not mine 
My task won't be over 
until I have done my time 

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

"But I have to go on
the choice is not mine
My task won't be over
until I have done my time "
A realistic ending to the poem. In life we have little choice but to move on and tried. Thank you for sharing the the excellent poetry.
Coyote

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thanks so much for reading and reviewing.

[Kenneth The Poet]

I love your writing style. The abab rhyme scheme seals it for me and you wrap it up in such beautiful prose and straightforward themes. A pleasure for me.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thanks so much

[minisla]

This is the most honest piece of poetry I've read so far. I have feelings of this nature regularly. You never know whats around the corner. Patience and faith.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Yes always. Thank you

[Aehr]

Loved the description. The last stanza reminded me of the message delivered by Robert Frost's poem 'Stopping By Woods On A Snowy Evening', that we must go on till we have served our purpose.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thank you that's great.

[Chris]

penance to match our guilt...holds us like moths to a flame.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Yet penance in innocence is worse.

[Chris]

feeling guilty doesn't mean we really are - ya know?

[Carolann Dowsett]

Oh yes very true and very perceptive.....

[Stevo The POE-t]

Really great job here... I really enjoyed reading it... Keep up the good work, and I can't wait to read what's next from you... Thanks for sharing...

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thank you :)

[Morgan Storms]

"I want to shut it all down
and walk away
Escape from people
and the games they play"
I think we can all relate to every stanza in your poem. THis one stood out to me the most. I felt like this the other day at work! Work to me is like prison...I'm a slave to work, for money... I really think you have a lot of powerful emotions and images in this and I think that it is easy to understand and clear.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thanks so much. Yes life can be like that. I'm glad it spoke to you.

[Anand Sehgal]

But I have to go on
the choice is not mine
My task won't be over
until I have done my time

thats USP... that's the spirit :) destiny leads

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thank you :)

[Sami Khalil]

"I grow weary of sorrow
of walking alone
Of having no one to trust
no place to call home

I want to shut it all down
and walk away
Escape from people
and the games they play"

I felt the raw emotions in this one. The hurt , the sadness and the sorrow. I like the form of your new poems alot...Splendid as always...:)

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thanks so much Sami.

[Sami Khalil]

You are welcome...:)

[KeeD]

each stanza has such pain in its words... this is the emotion Carolann you bring with each poem you write. Amazing read, this piece explores what it feels like to be human and survive the toll of life.

[Carolann Dowsett]

Thanks so much.