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A Poem by Courtney

On my knees I shall offer up my breath
In praises for the lost souls drifting 'round
My grounded frame, who wait but for my death
To join them and wander in silent sound

Destined to ever roam these barren lands
Alongside ghosts of names with no faces;
Who laboured lives left their souls with scarred hands
Unable to reach earthly embraces

From those who mourn the chasm in their beds.
In agonized song, they pour out their pain
By weeping oceans of lover's regrets
In crashing waves, unable to refrain

From drowning til they see their own corpses
And know how lonely loneliness can be.
I close my eyes to take in the forces
Of the harmonized wails surrounding me

Filling the air with dissonant sadness.
My praises turn to match the mournful song
As I succumb to maddening madness
That I have harshly fought off for so long.

Until the day when all these tortured souls 
Reunite their broken hears once again,
The mooning, reverberating echoes
Will roar in chilling desolation

Unbeknownst to those who don't know the pain
Of tear soaked pillows under sunken cheeks.
Of the hollow ache that is the heart's bane
Or of sobbing sorrows for endless weeks

At pure white walls that have no ears
To calm the loneliness. The end waiting.
Hoping for a light that never appears;
Destined to this sad world of self hating

And here I sit; broken, naive, breathing.
Seeing, hearing, feeling, smelling, tasting
The confusion with its ever reaching
Grasp on the dull hearts of people wasting

Away. My praises now but a dry croak
From a parched and uncertain throat.
Shattered, My eyes are all that have not broke
And I can see that pain was all I wrote.

© 2014 Courtney

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Wow!!!! I am serious, You write with a lot passion idk why no1 hasn't told you in a drift of this write???? You know maybe not all can see in the depth you speak , maybe there eyes have never been in that form or fashion. I think your awesome:))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))))

Posted 7 Years Ago


7 Years Ago

I suppose not everyone sees people/poems through the same eyes! I'm really glad that you do though, .. read more

7 Years Ago

No some see a sunny day, and some see words shine:) That's good:) It was my pleasure:)

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Added on April 4, 2014
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