The Day the Sun Didn't Shine

by Maple Tree   Mar 28, 2012


There are certain things in life
that I choose to bury, for they
are sacred moments, that if
spoken of, those wounds shall
be infected once again, and I
would rather have them drown
by a rainstorm that I foresee
within the the very near future.

I've tried to write about them
but my heart erases each letter
as I place them onto paper,
even scribbled notes on napkins
get thrown away, I don't want
to be reminded of the pure pain
and emptiness I felt a while back,
when I stood alone in the snow.

That moment is etched within my mind,
as each day gets better and better
I feel a sense of betrayal to my heart,
for it broke into a million pieces, froze,
and soon became one giant snowflake,
only to be forgotten, never spoken of,

until now.

It's a past experience that has healed
to a certain point, but I feel I owe it to my
heart and soul to at least write about it's
existence, so here is to the day of darkness,
for all the pain I felt within that tragic moment,
when the sun escaped, emptiness consumed,
and the tracks of my long walk to loneliness
shall not go down in vain....

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  • 12 years ago

    by Britt

    Comment from judging:

    What a heartbreaking poem. That's the best way I can sum it up. This write took us on an emotional rollercoaster of her pain, but then a highlight is the ending, where she faces her demons. It's then that you're able to move on, when you acknowledge that they are still this festering bubble within your mind. Face them and they will someday vanish. Avoid them and they follow you like the plague. She wrote of this is a beautifully touching and sad way, and it's something I truly feel everyone can relate to. She did, however, have 1 typo "within the the very near future." ... two the's. I also appreciate the straightforwardness within this piece as well. The idea of a heart erasing the letters touched me, as our brains and hearts don't always connect in the things we feel and decisions we want to make. The idea of this being in winter is of course perfect, even if a little cliche, but the coldness just brings the sincerity a little more. This poem really touched me.

  • 12 years ago

    by Meme

    Awwwwww, what a vivid emotions you get from this, really enjoyed reading it.

  • 12 years ago

    by Mostafa

    I felt while reading this as it's from a movie or a play, this should be acted on stage lol
    this piece is loaded with emotions, well done ! : )

  • 12 years ago

    by Decayed

    Andrea... you won't imagine what you've done with my heart. First, the title made this room here go dimmer! I swear I love the title more than anything... NOT in the poem.

    The first three lines were super-brilliant. You captured my breath.. my soul.. and most of all, you made me drown in this melancholy you have set fire to in your stanzas. The idea in the 1st stanza of starting to write something in our past, and end up in the letters being erased unconsciously is so very true. It happens a lot. Maybe, just maybe, we are afraid of it...

    UGH, this write will be nominated next week.
    ~ Peace

  • 12 years ago

    by L

    I also don't think that it had gone in vain. I believe everything happens for a reason. We go through hard times and pretty much everyone goes through the same face. But everyone's experience varies but still we have to go through all of that in order to learn something or to meet someone who will help us or someone who we will help out. It may sound strange or harsh but I see it more towards a moment of realization. I see it like a crystal vase that if we don't clean it or give it maintenance then it gets dirty and dusty and it's hard to see through it and it doesn't look that good. But there are two options we might have gotten tired of seeing through a dusty glass that we finally decide to clean it or someone comes and cleans it for us just for us to be able to see the whole images better. And when that happens we truly can appreciate life a lot more compare to having a vase of crystal that remains clean forever... and it sounds not right that a crystal will remain clean all the time.. and if the crystal is dusty then we pay more attention to it because we feel that something is not right and then we clean it and put flowers in it... and we can appreciate the beauty of it. I hope this make sense.

    Aside from that, this is a great write that I truly enjoy reading. I hope that by writing this piece you can feel better.