Valley of Despair

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  1. arielle

    arielle Member

    A fog rolls in like thick despair
    Void of reason, of hope or care
    A damp cold blanket smothering dreams
    Echoing the cry of desperate screams

    Lies were told that hope would come
    Pain would fade to ease the glum
    Dry the tears on the dew-drenched morn
    Comfort the empty, tired and forlorn

    Eternity in darkness since night begun
    Then reality rises as a morning sun
    Suffering is the unavoidable foe
    As standing against the river's flow

    Give in, whispers the wind of doubt
    Let go, for no one will hear you shout
    Be as the leaves falling gently in
    Silent beneath water's crashing din

    Suddenly tragic tranqulity erupts
    Temptation of release ends abrupt
    "I am a mountain!" tearful words exclaim
    "This is not what I want! Not why I came!"

    A pause in time as reflection shook
    The virtues of self; depression took
    A valley of sadness, a despairing escape
    As the sun burns the fog, a figure takes shape

    Beautiful the majestic peak stands
    Weathering life in its many demands
    A day but a cycle to frequent the rock
    A cycle of life in its eternal clock

    Never can there be shadowless mountain
    Only the strength our hope reattain
    With each night of burden stress our resolve
    Wait out to morning, our weakness absolve
     
  2. NotSureAnymore

    NotSureAnymore Well-Known Member

    I just want to read this over and over and over again while listening to some either classical music or to some Staind. Lovely work.
     
  3. johnson8681

    johnson8681 Well-Known Member

    I agree truly amazing writing!
     
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