Poet Tree

Poetry

Like an apple that has fallen from our tree,
my soul is rotting and I've taken you down with me.

Deep in the emotions of my misery
are the feelings that cannot ever seem to be set free.

You could say others have had it worse than me,but until you take a few steps in the worn out path of my misery,with the burdens I've carried, only then can you unravel my mystery.

If only to stumble on shards of glass,
only then to empathize the pain that I stash.

The scars are always there, never to vanish,
never to be repaired.

The physical pain may have vanquished,
but the emotional pain will always lay stagnant in our mind,
always to remind us of our broken home.

The pain we endured through our childhood
made permanent cracks in the building blocks of our foundation,

leaving the ones who've moved into our life
to mend the cracks with their love,

to suffer the sometimes bitterness that was left behind,\forever in our minds.

Colors of dark grey and black fill the world in which I live
No other feeling could possibly be worse than this
Where once was a room filled with laughter and cheer
Now stands loneliness, emptiness, and despair.

Memories of you seem to creep around the corners of my mind
Endless haunting images of your face that won't decline
An overwhelming of emotion that my body can't contain
Fills my soul with unbearable grief, sorrow, and pain

Oh, how I long to hold you in my arms just once more
And tell you that things will be again, as they were before
But, as reality sinks in, I know that will never be
For the choices that I've made in my life have sealed our destiny

No one could ever fathom how wretchedly my heart aches
And how I greatly regret that you've had to pay for my mistakes
If I could go back in time, and change only one wrong that I've done
I'd go back to the hour, to the second, on the day I lost you.
My Son.

Clouds of thunder, pouring rain,
The hurt I feel, the throbbing pain.
Droplets trickling down my face.
Shall rain give me this one embrace?

Drenched and cold, my biggest fears,
Not by the rain but by my tears.
When will this storm come to an end?
Embrace me rain, my only friend.

Rain is the thing that makes me sane                                                                                                                            Pitter patter on the window pane                                                                                                                                  My worries are over, come to an end                                                                                                                            Embrace me rain, my only friend.

Can't you hear my silent screams?
They are so loud they echo in my dreams.

Behind this face that carries a smile
Lies a dark road that goes on mile after mile.

My silent screams have been going on for years,
But it always falls on so many deaf ears.

How can they hear these silent screams in my mind?
They can't hear my thoughts if I keep telling them I'm fine.

What can I tell them? These silent screams carry no words.
It's just feeling of sadness and darkness that comes in its herds.

How can I explain so people understand this?
It's like walking around in a suffocating black mist.

Its holding on to happiness like holding water in your hands.
It just trickles between your fingers and disappears into the sands.

I can't explain how this feels; it's so extreme,
So I hold my mouth shut to cover my silent screams.