This is one of my older poems

I sit alone in my duress
With all I know I must suppress
I feel that life and happiness have turned an eye that's blind

Although I try to hide the pain
The tears still cause my face to stain
And nothing for me will remain as thoughts are intertwined

My spirit feels so out of place
I know I must be a disgrace
A person I cannot embrace no-one accepts that kind

The truth is just too much to bear
I know that life will not be fair
The world will never really care if I leave them behind

And so I sense the time is near
But that is not the fate I fear
The life I lead is insincere my soul is so confined

As I succumb to the temptation
I scream in silent desperation
The deafening sound of trepidation echoes through my mind

There's no-one left to grieve for me
And I have found my destiny
The end is what is meant to be true peace is what I find

Wow Tiffanie,

               That is very beautiful and I hope it comes true.


beth

Great poem. And perfect iambic pantantemer(spelling ick). most folk just go for the freestyle but you took the more structured approach. That is to be admired. It is much harder to write a poem that sticks to the classic structure. You must feel very stongly to put that much time and effort.

Cassie

Thank you Beth and Cassandra

I enjoy being able to share my writing.  I appreciate the encouragement.

Greetings Tiffanie.

Well you have done it again!  As with your previous two poems, this one is excellent.  You are making it quite difficult for the rest of us who occasionally post poems here.  Please don't use up all the good ideas. 

Love,


joanna
 

Very thought provoking Tiffanie. You certainly have a skillin getting your feelings out.

Shelley

Shelley, sometimes the only way I can express myself is through my writing.  It is the small window through which my true self has peered for years.

Joanna and Melissa, I am looking forward to seeing some writings posted from you in the future.

Again, I appreciate the encouragement.