pouring rain
pouring rain,
kisses tears
in harsh winds,
my fears are realised
i am trapped,
where loneliness becomes a way of life
i am alone,
in my bitter oblivion.
i created this haven
so why am i surprised?
i created this lonely place,
of fearsome memories,
and depression strong.
but i never thought
i'd end up here...
among cold silent graves,
with their glistening stones.
the moonlight burns me
alongside bloody thorns
in this,
the sweet, dark night
where i choose the end
that was eternal in coming.
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Copyright Rebecca Page 2000.