psychofemale

No Longer

I shout out my pleas, there's no one to see

The storm takes its toll---I no longer am me

The room's no flooded and I am too

Drenched down with thoughts of sadness and gloom

 

The window's open, the clouds come in

The light goes off, the room turns dim

I sit in my circle as the rain pours clear

Vision is blurry, mixed in with tears

 

I wait for my signal to know that I'm okay

The storm's far from over, I'll just have to wait

I try to survive and maintain myself

But it keeps getting worse and there's no one to help

 

The window's open, the clouds come in

The light goes off, the room turns dim

I sit in my circle and pray I disappear

like a dark cloud dissipating---I cower down in fear

 

 

No way to escape, so I become one

I'm lost in the storm---the storm of love

No longer able to ride this out

Evacuation-no other route

Comments8

  • Claudelle DeLuna

    Nice poem!
    hope the storm passes soon
    & all strength is regain
    hang in there take care of you

  • orchidee

    A good write P/F.

  • siranswerer

    ive filled my quota for today, but tomorrow, let me know if mine tomorrow resonates.

  • Caleb.A

    nice write my friend

  • psychofemale

    thank you all so much :)

  • Gary Edward Geraci

    A slew of interesting near, end, and internal rhymes to navigate one through this great storm, this storm of love. One day soon we’ll each ride straight into the greatest love storm of all - I pray each with “open arms and hearts.”

  • Ternic73

    very nicely written

  • Jon Nakapalau

    Powerful!



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