Opportunity

by Indian Comma Bean   Sep 22, 2007


Sitting in this empty room,
the lights are off,
my head clasped in my hands,
reality is fleeting from me.

Nothing has ever been
so clear to me as this is,
the confusion has never felt
so comforting yet chaotic.

My mind projects images,
that seem so unreal,
of a boy and a girl looking
so close, so joyous, so...

Happy...

I knew that it could not be me,
I cry out for it to stop
as the surroundings form so
vividly yet all so distorted.

The feeling of guilt sets in,
as the depression takes its toll,
my mind takes on the aspects
of a hopeless void.

But had I given in,
had I lost heart and succumb,
then not only would I have been
lost to myself but I fear I would-

Be lost to something more...

As the veil was lifted,
and this shroud relieved,
the lights went on and I
saw what I had become.

The smile on my face
seeming so untaught,
so unbelievable yet it felt
like nothing I have felt before.

And it is not till I realize,
that my future held so much
more then old age and sadness,
But that my future held so much-

Opportunity...

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