Take hold of life
In darkened shadows, where hope seems but a waste,
Despair entwines the very core, leaving little space
to the possibility of taking any other direction,
Wrapped tendrils bind in an icy brace.
Your soul, your vessel lost amongst the souls
No guiding hand, no flicker to ignite a light
that will illuminate any forward gain,
Grasped by darkness, your life in blight
Hopelessness plays a sombre symphony.
sings an unmelodious whispered dirge
With weary steps, you wander through the fume
Into despair, your curse, your scourge
In those darkest hours, when all seems lost,
A confidant may enable despair to dissolve.
Though storms may rage and sorrows consume,
A friend, your strength, offers you help to resolve
Remember that despair is not the end,
A sliver of a dream can save sad souls entombed
Open up your heart, uplift your voice
Shared words may banish away your gloom
Hopelessness is cruel, despair, crueller still
You need a lifeline, a guide when all is stark,
A glimmer of light in your helplessness
When all around your life seems dark
Russell Jacklin
Wed 19th Jul 2023 09:24
Holden. You have always been a great supporter of my poetry but just recently you stopped liking them and I wad worried I had strayed from the kind of writing you liked, it is good to see you back, I hope you have been well