dying of the light

Discussion in 'Rants, Musings and Ideas' started by croatoan, Aug 12, 2009.

  1. croatoan

    croatoan Member

    The guitar remains ever so quiet
    The books gather dust on the shelf
    Food rotting inside of my fridge
    As I ponder the nature of self.

    WantAds cryout "Won't you join us?"
    And share in a thrill or two
    Decribing untenable positions
    And things I never learned how to do.

    To live or to die I don't know which
    Not as sure as Dane Hamlet of old
    But one thing I feel in my marrow
    My spirt's grown incredibly cold.

    Always thinking of beginnings & endings
    And the path that I've traveled in pain
    Searching for some basic reason
    Why I must ever try ever again.

  2. elvinchild

    elvinchild Well-Known Member

    Your writing is beautiful. :hug:
  3. Petal

    Petal SF dreamer Staff Alumni SF Supporter

    Great writing x