Moving On

From the days I peered through,

The bars all gloomy and sad.

I knew my life changed,

All to become bad.

 

The chains;

It hurts,

It twists,

It leaves me with rage.

 

But I am never strong enough.

 

So dark,

I fade.

Why must it be this way?

 

You don't know me,

Shall never see my soul.

If you got hauntings,

How about us too?

 

Long after you leave,

All you hopes abandoned.

I will try to forget,

The mass murders you let.

 

Forgiveness is overrated,

One thing is true.

If I don't hate,

What else can I do?

 

My spirit no longer needs,

The things in the past.

Instead I can wonder,

Why must I go so fast?

 

My mist forms,

And soon I appear.

After my howl,

I might soon disapeer.

 

It was a wonderful melody,

Echoeing deep into the night.

Never had I felt so free,

It was love at first sight.

 

Perhaps you can still hear,

My howls of pain.

Of love, passion, and cruelness,

Of sunshine and grey rain.

 

I don't care if you hear,

Or if you drive away. 

I deserve to let out,

All the anger at bay.

 

Long and long I howl.

Until my throat burns away.

One last legacy,

To continue my destiny. 

 

 

 

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