darkness
descends
wrapping icy fingers
angry grappling thoughts
choke the light
hope is crushed
joy extinguished
because
of me
bringing on the dark
I do this to myself
I know
I know we can choose
I know
and yet
for all its anguish
for all its sorrow
for all its fear
I open my arms
to the darkness
it understands my pain
descending
wrapping icy fingers
angry grappling thoughts
choking my light
crushing hope
extinguishing
joy
Josefina Maria....
Good piece, six days before my birtday written.....Good strong piece!
Rodney Evan Bohen
The pens is the hawk, we merely need to dare mount her to fly. Fly high Josefina fly high...
Rodney Evan Bohen
Reviewed by Mom
Reviewed on March 13, 2003
Josie, just remember we all love ya! Mom
Reviewed by Cherokee Sage (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2003
I hope the darkness lifts little lady.
Peace,
Cherokee
Reviewed by Ron (sketchman) Axelson (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2003
Let the light shine in
Too dark here........
Where is your flashlight?
Hope it gets better!
Think of it this way...sun only and you burn up...we need times of darkness for balance, so long as you come back to the light;-)great write Josie, and I agree with E.
Reviewed by the phantom pheonix (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2003
Being captuired and dragged down by inner darkness is a battle i know too well about awesome job on this peom it totally explains how i am at days
Josie,
"I open my arms
to the darkness
it understands my pain
descending
wrapping icy fingers
angry grappling thoughts
choking my light
crushing hope
extinguishing
joy "
Sometimes the darkness offers a more lighted aura
peg
Love this one.
Reviewed by James David Compton (Reader)
Reviewed on March 13, 2003
We tend to find comfort in darkness, for to venture out means to expose ourselves to all. In darkness we have but one thing to embrace, the predictability of our own misery.
Powerfully written, Jo.
-James
Good piece, six days before my birtday written.....Good strong piece!
Rodney Evan Bohen
The pens is the hawk, we merely need to dare mount her to fly. Fly high Josefina fly high...
Rodney Evan Bohen
Peace,
Cherokee
Too dark here........
Where is your flashlight?
Hope it gets better!
Reindeer
~E
"I open my arms
to the darkness
it understands my pain
descending
wrapping icy fingers
angry grappling thoughts
choking my light
crushing hope
extinguishing
joy "
Sometimes the darkness offers a more lighted aura
peg
Love this one.
Powerfully written, Jo.
-James