Dark Poetry #1 |
March Showers (Repost from Corner Pub) |
Broken_Winged_Angel Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 994Small Town, Somewhere |
Sitting in your car, the radio loud No one to talk to, not making a sound. Thoughts rolling slowly through your head At what point did you wish to be dead? You turned your car over, started it slow Rolled down your window, and let it all go. Did you think of the people you were leaving behind? Or did thoughts of us even cross your mind? The garage doors where closed, windows all shut You refused to fight and just gave up. Now you're gone and I'm filled with sadness For all the things that are now behind us. If you had called, I would have been there So what was so bad that you couldn't share? There was no note to guide us, or to say goodbye Just your body, and now we stand by your grave site I know not who to blame or where to go to cry Your shoulder was always a safe spot to run and hide The month of March comes every year It's always been filled with laughter and cheer. Now April showers will come a month to late For all the rain will fall around this day. MAY THE ROAD RISE TO MEET YOU, MAY THE WIND BE ALWAYS AT YOUR BACK MAY THE SUN SHINE UPON YOUR FACE THE RAINS FALL SOFT UPON YOUR FIELDS AND, UNTIL WE MEET AGAIN, MAY GOD HOLD YOU IN THE PALM OF HIS HAND Irish Blessing |
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tracie66 Member Elite
since 2000-01-18
Posts 4713Australia |
Another terribly sad one This person must have been a close friend or relative and it saddens me to think what you must be going through. A friend of mine's husband has just killed himself on Thursday before easter leaving behind 3 little boys. Who knows why poeple do this but whatever the reasons we have to understand that they no not what they are doing really for at the time they are ill and unable to be reached. HUGS onece more Tracie~ Keep all the windows of your mind open Anne Rooks |
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Joel the wolf Senior Member
since 2000-04-06
Posts 1333Angels Camp |
My heart to you Angel. Joel. I howl a mornful song, that echos within my chambered heart, for all to read? nay for all to feel. |
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