If I were to go into the void
Leaving everything behind Will I find serenity? Will there be peace? Stripped of all weight Freedom awaits Lay me down to rest In everlasting darkness Once I take my final steps Into the void
A poem from my dark poetry series.
Here's one thing:
I will find that life. leave this life. and live that life.
Short message to the ones that'll be watching me go.
When the work is done
we sleep, nowhere, timelessly -- lying in our love.
dew rests on sheer leaves
as saplings lilt in the wind and I follow suit.
Escapril Day 21! Prompt: dew.
I have been tired lately, and this poem was inspired by that. I hope you are all doing well.
Where is that hand,
That motherly embrace, Which comforts in its ****** - That motherly hand I can trust? Where is that hand, That warming caress, Which eases the nerves - That cocoon of soft curves? There is no rest anymore In thoughts of exile and escape; My being is shaken to the core, My soul bent under the stress. Where is that hand, That soothing absence, Which cradles you gently - That silence of calm and mercy? Where is the hand, That promise of better days, Which relieves innocently - That convincing “don’t worry”? There is no rest anymore In thoughts of exile and escape; My being is shaken to the core, My soul bent under the stress.
Written on August 7th, 2021;
Completed in April 2022.
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you deserve some rest Tomorrow You’ll be stronger You’ll stand proud You’ll even smile And laughter…it will come So sleep, be at peace Have some rest It’s been a long day A tough day But you were brilliant You were beautiful you can do this And you will do this
There’s a heaviness
lingering upon my shoulders I sit and try to regain my vigor Just to find my eyes are slowly closing Maybe I can stay and rest a little longer?
take this time to rest in bed
so that tomorrow you can clear your head
Rest your bones, shut your eyes
You have earned this worthy prize Sweet relief, a deep sleep Twelve hours pass, now repeat Everything’s uphill And likely always will Your laments avow You have all the time you needed now Dream of all that may have been Never get back up again