Turning Point
facing the fakeness
facing the fall
bracing myself
for nothing at all
grasping for you
grasping for lies
trying to hold on
trying to pry
eternal escape
eternal sleep
my body shakes
my heart i bequeath
surrounded by blackness
surrounded by hell
falling forever
is my farewell
This poem was written by Paul Conversano on Jun 19, 2008.
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This poem speaks to my heart. It describes how I have been feeling for awhile now.
You are a talented poet. This one makes your sadness seem so tangible.
I'm sorry that you feel surrounded by 'blackness' and 'hell'. For me I understand these statements because of my clinical depression and what I am going through with my marriage right now.
Hang in there... I wish you better...
~Jessalynn