in the winter chill
the people walk
sometimes quiet
sometimes they talk
and as the sun
shines on their soul
it fills them up
keeping them
whole
in the winter chill
the people walk
sometimes quiet
sometimes they talk
and as the sun
shines on their soul
it fills them up
keeping them
whole
feeling sad
i know the reason
it is because of
the holiday season
cant escape thoughts
of how i went wrong
and this season
feels so long
isolated blue
feeling chagrin
all the holiday plans
i wont be included in
what is lacking
empty space
tears are gathering
on my face
this is supposed to be
a time of good cheer
doesnt feel like that
around here
here sit i
and wonder why
when the rest of the
world is wrapped in
sleep
i am mired in
thoughts so
deep
there is not much disparity
between hysteria
and clarity
when the one has run
its course
from its depth
a positive force
emerges strong
and sound
and you will
come around
rain wash away my sorrows
drown inside my tears
bring a new tomorrow
cleanse me of my fears
hide inside the darkness
deep where noone peers
muted cries so softly
so loud that noone hears
rain come down upon me
warm or cold and still
your water i will borrow
till my emptied heart
you fill
another night
i want to weep
again i cannot
fall asleep
head so heavy
body drained
feeling very
overbrained
poems dried
her spirit shot
a way to feel?
it is not
and when she finally
felt a word
this is all
her spirit
heard
one pays for being smart
is seeing things as they are
but smart is not always very wise
as one can go too far
and inadvertently cause pain
to someone close and dear
all one can do is hope that this
did not cause any fear