A Lonely Soul Set Free.

by Crystal Gaze   Jun 8, 2007


The wind blows
the tree's sway
a lonely soul sits
upon this porch made of clay.

She bleeds inside
but no one see's
the hurt and pain or
the tear's that run free.

Suicide is what she wants.
everyone thinks it's insane.
but her heart tells her this has to be,
suicide is what will set her demons free.

No longer can they be controlled.
There consuming her whole.
But can she really grab the knife,
that will end her life?

She wants to desperately,
but her friends plea.
She doesn't want to hurt them,
but the pain needs to end!

She gazes to the stars above,
and silently says good-bye,
to those she love's...

The wind blows
The tree's sway.
A lonely soul Lay's dead,
upon a porch made of clay.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Anaisthitos

    This wasn't the best poem I've read of yours, but it's very beautiful, and very heartbreaking. The flow was great, only rough in one area, and the wording was beautiful. Great job!

    5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Molly Elizabeth

    This poem is so heartbreaking... but very well written... the imagery is amazing... and it's a very relatable poem... sometimes it's easy to feel like giving up on everything but the people around you keep you going... it's sad that isn't always the case. Nice poem... I love it! Definatly a 5/5 from me! Take care :-) I've really enjoyed your poems~ Hope you like the ones you read of mine as well!~

  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    Aw tragic :| I like the way you repeated the opening stanza in the end. Flow was smooth, I like the emotions running in this poem, well done. I think everyone can relate to this poem. Keep writing!

  • 17 years ago

    by Cella Bella

    Wow, there's a lot of depth to this poem. "There consuming her whole." should be [They're] And the line "upon a porch made of clay" Taking the word made out would give it a nicer flow. Overall I thought this was a great piece. 5/5

    marcella

  • 17 years ago

    by Jenni Marie

    This is so heartbreaking to read, and yet so beautifully written at the same time...
    I love the 'porch made out of clay' and I love how you swapped from sitting to lying dead at the beginning and end, made a very powerful effect to the poem...you did a great job on such a sad topic.