Unreachable
Alone,
seeking any form of happiness available.
Crying,
consumed by emotions that overpower his mind.
Darkness,
a gap so large, and so easy to fall beneath.
Alone and crying in darkness,
trying to find a path to light–
unfounded.
Life continues to torture,
unwavering within its cold hard hands.
When will he be free from you?
when will you let him breathe?
A dream of happiness,
a dream so far,
unreachable.
Hélène
Sun 7th May 2023 16:07
I agree, Kevin. Poetry can be powerful, healing, transforming. Keep on writing and sharing, Neil, and never give up.