I'm kinda back,
To that place in my life.
Do I pick up the pen or the knife?
Written down or spoken aloud
Only to have it fall on deaf ears.
Pour my heart and soul on this sheet,
Open up to you all.
It's not even a release anymore.
Someday maybe everyone will see,
Another side of me.
One that's numb to it all
Not the same as I used to be.
I'll turn it all off
Love, pain,
Hopes and dreams.
Cold and lonely nights like tonight,
Force me to question why.
I hold on to things so dear,
Clinging so desperately to chance.
Like a man trying not to drown
To tell you the truth...
Hypothermia is setting in now
Just let me go
Let me sink into this sea of loneliness.
Just set me free!

DY
11-9-08

Wow! that's deep and painful. And it is currently reminding me how damn cold it is here tonight too! dang I'm cold! LOL I like your poem, it was good. Sounds like you were in a hard place at that time. Cool ok, laters v