A Poem by Dina Darling

Where we come from

The sky is never blue

Nor is it black, just in between

Solemn gray shelters our dying trees


Where we come from

We never see the sun

It's shining over someone else's head

I wish it could shine down on mine


Where we come from

The thunder is our guide

Waking us from restless sleep

Tugging at our minds that tomorrow may not be coming

Where we come from lightning shields our eyes

Blinding us as our sign for all the things we do wrong


Where we come from

We hear the Angel's laughing

Just because we will never be as innocent as they

Where we come from

Fire chases our dreams

Burning them to ashes

Ripping apart what little hope we ever had


Where we come from

It's always raining

Lost souls gathering sorrow in the puddles

Reflecting the image of a saddened face


Where we come from

We're always alone

Wasted by frightened hearts

Where we come from

We're afraid we won't survive

Where we come from

We are not the chosen ones


Copyright: Dina Darling

© 2011 Dina Darling

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Thank you everyone for your feedback! It's nice to be so welcomed!!

Posted 10 Years Ago

Home is where I set my hat - between breaths. Where I've been is yesterday, where I'll be is tomorrow.

Where I come from is my nightmare...earned in my time step-by-breath-by-step.
Sharing thoughts and listening... and freefalling life.

Welcome to another home.

Posted 10 Years Ago

I have to wonder where it is you come from. I would miss the blue of the sky and I feel none of us are the chosen ones. I like how you wrote this, it had a nice feel to it. It made me wonder where this person was from over feeling sorry for them as to were they were from. Nice write.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Where we come from is a world of endless possibilities, a scary world where we must face our fears to succeed... where we are going is up to us. Brilliant poem.

Posted 10 Years Ago

Where we come from is a life long search or journey fueled by longing and motives all unique to our wiring; so much truth, depth, insight and emotion.

Posted 10 Years Ago

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5 Reviews
Shelved in 2 Libraries
Added on July 22, 2011
Last Updated on July 22, 2011
Tags: Lyrical, poetry, survival, pain, sadness, hope


Dina Darling
Dina Darling

Dina Darling, raised in Chicago, began writing poetry as a fluke. Based on her writing assignments in class, her High School English teacher Ms. Clarry encouraged Dina to take a stab at poetry and pro.. more..