Wednesday, July 16, 2008

Desolation

I'm not sure if I like this one or not, just had to vent.

Hopelessness surrounds me
A desolate cloud that oppresses me
Stealing from me everything I am.
Strife and misery chip away at my soul
Pieces fall, never to be found
I’m full of holes, incomplete
Struggling to keep myself together.

Darkness has fallen, light
Forever extinguished, no silver
Lines the clouds of this eternal storm.
Groping through life like a blind beggar
Desperate for peace, longing for sanctuary
From this hell that haunts my days.

Voices muddled in my mind
Screaming and shrieking,
Clawing at my brain
Soon I will be lost to the noise.
Fall into sleep, tortured by the dreams
Of my waking nightmare, I cannot escape
The agony that shreds my soul.

Perpetual suffering plagues this life
No serenity in this storm that rages
A hurricane of misery that drowns me
In its foul anguish; there is no relief in sight.
I am trapped in this hell, devoured
By the flames of insanity
That consume my blackened flesh.

Will the anguish ever end?

'Desolation' Copyright Patricia Schoenberger 2008, all rights reserved worldwide.

4 comments:

one more believer said...

...there is definite emotions here that i can relate to... thought you described it well... building up to that fine line... true true..

Cynthia said...

a potrait of depression, beautifully rendered, vivid
and deep.

J.C. Montgomery said...

A term I use often when emotions and anxieties overwhelm me...I grab a pen and "let it flow and let it go"

Letting it flow is the easy part. I have yet to master the letting go - but at least I do have a way of venting...and so you do you - a beautiful one.

Hang in there - and keep writing.

Bobby said...

This is a great dark poem! You know you like it. In my opinion, the best poetry comes from pain and loneliness.