Despair

Looking up and down side to side, trying to find someone.

Tears stream, leaving empty scars nowhere else but your heart.

You look out the window pane and see your reflection. It cries back to you. Then you realize it's just the rain. You wonder if the heavens cry,"Maybe that's why it rains. Could it be that God is in despair? That He is crying and feeling weary for all of us? Could He be crying for our sins?"

More tears as you run above and below the empty passage.

No one and no one else hears your screams except you and Him. You think in your last breaths," Could I be in despair just like He is? Or am I only here because i was put here?" You look up and down and side to side, trying to find someone.

You see a person reaching towards you, helping you.

If only THIS was reality...............

Author's Note

I fely empty that day and picked up my little bible.....

Reviews

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I liked it! I liked how you put dialogue in the poem. Your repetition at the end was god, too. The images were clear, but I don't think eveyone will understand it that well. Try being more careful with your sentences, I kind of got mixed up in the middle. And again, there's another one of your words... weary. My god! I really need to start reading a novel or something... I don't get any of these words! Haha! I'm kidding, but I'm looking it up. Anyway, Great poem you have there. Just try fixing the words up. The format to me is very different to what I use, but eveyones has different styles in writing. And I'm amazed when you said bible. I admire you for that... mine probably in the back of my closet, I'm trying to god, though. Hope this helps!