You opened the door
And invited me in
Thinking you wanted me
But you really didn’t
Because you had no idea
What I held in store for you.
Now, here we are
Together
Forever
Inseparable:
I
Your black ghost
And you
Cold and deep
In desolation, despair, defeat
Having exchanged one darkness for another.
You chose a permanent solution
To a temporary problem
And though your spirit wails in regret
Your decision is irreversible.
* * * * *
Give up trying to find the meaning? Here it is...
The speaker is Death. The audience is a person who has committed suicide.
Spooky poem.
rege
To a temporary problem
...I have said that many times to many people
Well done
Walt
If you have not watched the movie "Crush" please do so.
This very deep and beautiful poem testifies your muse and uniqueness. Thanks.
Masood
Homeschool
Dark, Deep, Compelling, Haunting, Intense, Cryptic. These words describe this poem, because we have "exchanged one darkness for another," in our short, lonely, and desolate lives. But regardless tho, I agree with Amy and echo that this poems rocks. Thanx for sharing this with us, Macey.
May the Lord Jesus bless you, and those whom you love, and be with you always, and at your side constantly. With much love in my heart, joy to the world, peace on earth, & ((((((((((MANY WONDERFUL SISTERLY HUGGGGSSSS)))))))))), your little sister, Barbie
"If I have to be this girl in me, Then I have the right to be."
During the extent of my life, especially when I was a professional musician flying all over hells half acre, I would run into many people that had made pacts with the devil. Life will take everyone through dark seasons where most become utterly confused, frustrated, despondent, and desirous of something "better" never realizing that there are eternal consequences to all of our choices.
Free will, what a mighty sword to bear!
I will quote from Edgar Allen Poe.
The first stanza of the DOOMED CITY.
Lo . . . death has reared himself a throne
In a strange city lying alone
Far down within the dim west
Where the good and the bad and the worst and the best
Have gone to their eternal rest
There shrines and palaces and towers
Time eaten towers that tremble not
Resemble nothing that is ours
Around, by lifting words forgot
Resignedly beneath the sky, the melancholy waters lie.
Being purposely abstract might seem cool, but I believe that readers coming away edified and enriched is a much loftier goal.
Keep striving
Richard
Paul;-)
Love it..."having exhanged one
darkness for another" says a
lot...Yes, the whole poem rocks!
Amy Ramdass
Regis
very mysterious
enjoyed :)
pax A