A Poem by TJ

Despair cannot win






I have been beaten


I have been abused


My heart lies in a million pieces

In a million places

Broken so many times it is no more than a fine powder

Victim to the wind


It has always been victimized


In my naivety I always thought -- no KNEW-- that things would improve

Knew my life would get better

Knew this darkness would end


But how can hope live

How can faith live

How can love live

When they are starved?

These things are our sustenance

But do they not need sustained?




They do


But you don’t realize it until they’re starving

Or they’ve already starved


I tried hard to believe

To hope

To survive


They say it’s always darkest before dawn

I believed them

But now I know my night is everlasting

There is no dawn for me


My spirit was betrayed

By my own life

And now it lies dying

And I know

There no saving it


Through this shroud of darkness

I always had hope

That I would be saved

Brought to the light

But I see the truth now





Ain’t no cavalry comin’

© 2011 TJ

Author's Note

Sorry guys, I know I promised I wouldn't subject you to any more of my poetry, but what can I say; I'm a liar! haha
Hope you enjoy this, if not just keep in mind that it's way better than the cheesey piece of crap I ended up with on the first go round of the 'no cavalry' idea
Also, I'm not suicidal or depressed (I'm actually somewhat cheerful ^_^ ) but hopefully by the end of the poem you thought I was. A good writer can sympathize/empathize with walks of lifes that are not our own, so that when our characters are in those walks we can step into their shoes and make it seem authentic. Hopefully I did that here!
Honest opinions as always :)

My Review

Would you like to review this Poem?
Login | Register

Featured Review

Hey- I love your lies!
This was a great poem =D
I really liked the different emphisis you used on the words- I think you used everything but changing the font size- bold, itallic, color!
The red color really put an emphesis on those words, and the red boldface type you used to open and close was very decisive and difinitive.
You did a great job with the cry-me-a-river theme.
(but there's lots of that to be found)
Next, try someone really young; someone full of life, guileless and exhuberant- this technique would be great to explore a variety of personas! I would love to see more of your poems, promises or no.
Great work!!

Posted 8 Years Ago

1 of 1 people found this review constructive.


I like this poem. I like the honest and true feeling in your words. Sometime you must stand alone and face all problems. Thank you for a excellent poem.

Posted 8 Years Ago

This is great! I liked it before I read your note on it and now that I have read your note, I like the poem even more! I especially love that you, a cheerful person, can write something so dark.

Posted 8 Years Ago

[send message][befriend] Subscribe
A very touching and strongly worded poem. The flow and the words fit perfectly, and your message got across safely. An amazing poem. Great job, as always :)

Posted 8 Years Ago

this is it right here beautiul.... seee poetry is addicting the best drug ever lol peace love harmony hit me up whenever ya get aq chance i got a few new ones that are alright

Posted 8 Years Ago

Sometimes darkness envelops us all and we see no light at the end of the tunnel, but it's there. God is our light! Excellent poem

Posted 8 Years Ago

wow i loved this

Posted 8 Years Ago

Nice to see someone on here that understands that not everything is autobiographical. Good motif to write on too.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Dark clouds engulf us all from time to time and the future looks grim. We may think we'll never see the sun again, but the good thing about weather is that it likes to change. A good one, Timothy.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I like it. It is quite nice.

Posted 8 Years Ago

I agree, I like this one much better lol. Great piece.

Posted 8 Years Ago

Request Read Request
Add to Library My Library
Subscribe Subscribe


75 Reviews
Shelved in 6 Libraries
Added on June 3, 2011
Last Updated on June 5, 2011



Virginia Beach, VA

My name is TJ and I'm still just your typical aspiring author :) Follow me on twitter @tj_coles And for some short stories in 140 characters or less follow @timmystales more..

The Last Lie The Last Lie

A Story by TJ

The Last Promise The Last Promise

A Story by TJ

Related Writing

People who liked this story also liked..

The Last Promise The Last Promise

A Story by TJ

The Curse The Curse

A Story by TJ

The Edge The Edge

A Poem by Tasha