A testimony of a new hope
Exrra ,extra, read all about it, an unknown, unrecognizable woman barely 26 found lying in her blood
there with her face down in the mud
scared cold and all alone
wishing she would have had the strength to just go home
not yet knowing where that might be
how is it that others can make living life appear so easy?
never easy never for her
hear their endless chatter
her many lovers scatter
many nights barely endure
dark shadows surround her
filled with screams,
no wait is that laughter?
will the nightmare ever end?
no not for her except in the night
can anyone understand her plight?
Is it the fear that consumes her or is it just the pain?
Knowing her lovers does one refrain?
always they becon
always she bleeds for them
until there is nothing left, all have gone
but wait except one
becomes an empty canvas
can we start again?
as we begin
it soon becomes crystal clear
as you draw me near
that all I fear
begins to fade away
in comes the bright warm light of day
you call out to me, you alone can reach me
I was too far gone, still me you see
still you want me
you alone touched me deep inside
showed me I didn't need to be ashamed and hide
that you knew me and loved me despite me.
I have never been the same
since I first heard you call my name
you came to live in my heart and showed me how you love me
now I look forward to eternity.
there with her face down in the mud
scared cold and all alone
wishing she would have had the strength to just go home
not yet knowing where that might be
how is it that others can make living life appear so easy?
never easy never for her
hear their endless chatter
her many lovers scatter
many nights barely endure
dark shadows surround her
filled with screams,
no wait is that laughter?
will the nightmare ever end?
no not for her except in the night
can anyone understand her plight?
Is it the fear that consumes her or is it just the pain?
Knowing her lovers does one refrain?
always they becon
always she bleeds for them
until there is nothing left, all have gone
but wait except one
becomes an empty canvas
can we start again?
as we begin
it soon becomes crystal clear
as you draw me near
that all I fear
begins to fade away
in comes the bright warm light of day
you call out to me, you alone can reach me
I was too far gone, still me you see
still you want me
you alone touched me deep inside
showed me I didn't need to be ashamed and hide
that you knew me and loved me despite me.
I have never been the same
since I first heard you call my name
you came to live in my heart and showed me how you love me
now I look forward to eternity.
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Great poem Moonbeam!
thank-you I have been writing ever since I was like ten years old, my grandpa and many others way back on my dad\'s side of the family were writers. I used to use writing as kind of therapy although when I was a teen most of what I wrote was dark, hopeless and often filled with rage and despair. After I got sober I was finally able to start writing with a place of hope. I just always hope that maybe if I share what I write based on some form of my life experiences that it might help provide encouragement for someone else. Thank you also for inviting me to be your friend.