Winter of Despair (I)
Crouching in the shadows
Doubting, desperate, and despondent
Even the sunlight is drab
Winter of Despair (II)
in silent shadow grey and deep
away from sunlight, there i sit
i crouch as small as i can get
for countless days i have not slept
in my small corner, dark, unlit
i silently weep myself to sleep
my head is heavy, my heart, as well
my body feels like it’s been dragged through hell
and nothing remains in this empty shell
one winter i felt despair
and though i am loath to, i still find myself there
© Cindy Lapeña, 2012
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