Defend me from the Night

Posted Mar 06, 2009 by cjclncma / comments 0 comments / Print / Font Size Decrease font size Increase font size

Defend Me from the Night is a poem that depicts the raw emotion of sadness, depression and despair

Defend Me from the Night

I shout to you, please defend me from the night,
and although to me so deafening you cannot hear my plight.
My mind feels so frantic, my heart so full of pain,
the darkness envelopes me, I can never be the same.

Emptiness and despair, destroys me as a whole,
you never forget such sadness when it’s burned right through your soul.
I dwell so deep within myself; my tears will often pour,
But a silent voice and distant eyes, will often tell you more.

I struggle with the darkness, but it has such a grip on me,
I feel confused and miserable but no-one seems to see.
Confused and hurt, I scream for help, but silence is all I hear,
Withdrawn, alone and shut away, it is this I truly fear.

The only thing left feeling is the shadow of a ghost,
the contemplation of leaving life is the in the mind the most.
Sitting on the razor edge, uncertain which way to swing,
Do I turn towards the light, or into the darkness wing?

To give into sorrow right now just feels the way to go,
the sensation of belonging is a feeling I just don’t know.
I deeply desire to envisage things just to stop the pain,
I just want to be accepted, and feel emotionally the same.

I know what it feels like when no-one believes in you,
I also know when the demons haunt you through.
I am looking however for tiniest bit of hope,
just a little fragment, to give me the ability to cope.

I know my guardian angel has been crying many tears,
I know she has been calling but I have not been able to hear.
I know she sent some others to help me in my quest,
although my words are jumbled, they let me write my best.

A few are able to unlock, the vault deep within my mind,
to penetrate the walls and help me in my bind.
I have told my innermost secrets, but inclined to push away,
but my feelings have been acknowledged, and shown the light of day.

My soul is now listening, to some quietly whispered things,
trying to heal, accept and have faith with the help of angel wings.
The ghosts are now disappearing and the light is becoming clear,
it is finally enlightening to begin eradicating the fear.

By Julie
©6/12/08

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Wolfram
Wolfram said... on March 6th, 2009 at 8:21 PM
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Interesting, nice rhyme and metre, please don’t mind me saying so, and a turning up of hope at the end…



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