Lonely Is the Night

                                       The sound of silence

The sound of silence, cold, lonely, covered in a seplecure’s shadow.
Wind howling through a swinging gate sets Night’s mood, as darkness fills the sky.
Time for sinners, Shadowless figures that roam the night, content in suffering’s pain.
Play on, shadow of darkness, for it’s YOUR time to wallow in despair.

The hand of comfort knows no welcome here.
Dance to the music-less tunes, and let the sigh of despair engulf you.
Begone Light of reason, for only the insane are welcomed.
Death welcomes thee, be content in his abode.

Broken Rose

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This Sunday is Father’s Day,I am Drunk and Upset so I am expressing myself through poetry….


Alas, one so beautiful with aromatic fragrance,
Yet, deep within its roots, it cries for Natures peace.

Spare me thy pain Mother Nature, let nature take thy course.
Let me wither until my pedals have closed, and my beauty turns to dust.

I am but a fleeting flower of beauty, yet consumed by the brevity of life’s gift.

Consume me now as I have already bloomed,as I am in the shadow of declining wonder.

Let thy smell and beauty remain for those who seek thy beauty, yet,
Lie upon my sepulcher thy stained beauty.

Hello Daddy

As Father’s Day nears, once again I begin my descent down into Hell. My mood is melancholy, I drink too much, and I have waking nightmares about my father.

A couple friends I spoke with today suggested I get help. I have been in and out of Psychiatrist’s offices since I was a little girl and to date, nothing has helped.

One friend suggested I write a letter conveying my feelings and that it may help just letting it out. I have decided to do that  where I am surrounded by friends and those who just want to help me. Sooo….Here goes.

Hello Daddy:

It’s me, your little princess. Father’s Day is just around the corner and IF you can see me, then you KNOW how much it depresses me. That night you took your life was the absolute WORSE day of my life. I live and re-live it in my dreams and just can NOT understand why you did what you did.

I loved you daddy, YOU were the one who always played with me. I remember that one Saturday afternoon, you came home from work, and I ran to the door to see you. Do you remember?

I asked if you wanted to have me make you a cup of (fake) Tea and you put on your biggest smile and said, ”Sure princess, I would LOVE a cup of Tea.” We played and played that scenario which seemed like forever.

Then, there was the time where you took me on a picnic to the park, just the two of us. You pushed me on the swings, watched as I slid down the slide and scraped my knee, giving it a little kiss to make it all feel better and it DID…

I miss you daddy, I hope that if there is a GOD that He is a forgiving one. I was angry that you left us daddy, I still had many good years I needed your guidance and loving smile. Sometimes I look at a picture of the three of us and I remember what a happy family we were.

I see many of your good qualities in me daddy, your sense of humor, your smile, even the way you laughed. I am indeed YOUR little princess. I love you and miss you daddy. I just wanted you to know that I am no longer angry at you, I am just sad.

Your little princess,