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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