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New poem.
This one's called "Black Mountains" a free verse poem I literally just wrote it like 2 minutes ago lol.
it describes how I had finally gotten to the point where I could make it through a day without being depressed about the love of my life tearing me to shreds. then she talked to me and it tore me down and now I have to start the healing process all over.
here goes:
"Black Mountains"
I was doing well,
well for myself.
I kept you gone,
Gone for so long.
I remembered again
what it was like to feel free.
Free from the crushing darkness of the sorrow you bring.
You should’ve just left me to die;
left me to drown in my own misery,
in my own memories.
Everything you've said, what you haven't said;
it adds up.
Piles and piles of lies,
mountains of heartache.
Mountains of heartache,
crumble to pieces;
only to rise once again
at the mere thought of your name;
Black mountains rise again,
towering over me like a sleeping giant,
dormant in my mind until awoken by the thoughts of you
these thoughts that shake the earth.
The earth trembles, trembles with my hands, with my heart.
The black mountains crumble,
earth, hands, heart..tremble.
It is spoken:
never wake a sleeping giant,
lest you feel the wrath that is brought when he is awoken.
A black mountain, a sleeping giant,
bring hate as they cast their shadow over me.
Why must you wake the giant?
Leave me in the shadows they cast,
in the haunting shadows that break me down.
They break me down,
break me down like the black mountains that crumble to sea level again.
Let the mountains be, let the giants sleep.
This time, let them be, let them sleep.
Let the black mountains sleep.
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