In my soul I feel it:
A sudden urge to confess
and though I may not show it
I am sick deep within.
At least that is true;
truer than the lies I tell myself
"Tomorrow is going to be different", I say.
"It's going to be alright", I tell myself.
But with each passing moment
I find myself doubting;
doubting if the darkness shall ever be breached
If these dark clouds shall ever pass
If the sun shall ever again rule the skies
and bring light into my path.
I find myself falling into
a deep endless chasm
without the slightest of light at the end.
I began to wonder when I shall hit rock bottom
Would it hurt
Would I break a few bones or just die
'Look up, Look up son ' , A voice says
I lookup to find a light
dim though it is
Perhaps the darkness will not last after all
YOU ARE READING
Kaleidescope of EMotions
PoetryThis is a book for all who cannot express their emotions. This an echo of all those pent-up emotions throughout the ages and I hope it helps you push through the storm that is life. P.s it's poetry
