Dark Poetry #3 |
a cry in the night |
arthur Senior Member
since 2001-08-14
Posts 678england |
a cry in the night Do not shout or I will break, In little pieces on the floor. Peace, for my poor minds sake, Or let me be no more. I can feel the trembling Running through me now. Let me cease dissembling, Dear God, destroy me now! My hands shake, Could I but sleep. Forever and ever awake OH God! Let me sleep. Let me cease to be. Give me peace. Let my eyes no longer see. Give me peace. arthur |
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Neala Member
since 1999-08-21
Posts 262Florida, USA |
I like...well writin....filled with..pain.. for lack of a better word. -Neala |
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wranx Member Elite
since 2002-06-07
Posts 3689Moved from a shack to a barn |
arthur, I have never felt that bad in my life, I'm glad that you could write about it. wranx |
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renathon Junior Member
since 2002-06-09
Posts 23 |
Often I too wish to just be destroyed by God, if he does indeed exist. Usually it is a temporary, sort of instinctive, feeling of wanting to go away from the pain. Pain, or more generally, feeling, is what makes us human and makes us the only species that will actually inflict pain on itself. How sad. I like your poem, but this language is so plain. It's quite brooding, I can actually hear you screeching the word "God" with your fists in the air. Note: We may not be the ONLY species. You get my point though. [This message has been edited by renathon (06-10-2002 12:54 AM).] |
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Enchantress Member Empyrean
since 2001-08-14
Posts 35113Canada eh. |
Very powerful write here Arthur. I think perhaps we have all felt this way at one time or another. Hope you aren't feeling this way now. ~Hugs across the pond~ ~Somewhere in my heart I'm always |
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