Lost In Pride by Eryemil

You are the light,
That hunts my night,
Keeps me awake,
Won’t let me rest.

Wanted to fly,
Yet there is no sky,
Ashes that still flake,
I mourn their silent quest.

with one last sigh,
I feel myself die,
Drown the forlorn lake,
Marked with Death’s dark crest.

Enough tears to cry,
Lack the strength to try,
I feel my heart ache,
Pain my real test.

And around it goes,
Around it comes,
It’s my time to suffer,
Ha! At the end I still win.

Meridian (205.188.116.136) -- Saturday, March 20 2004, 03:17 pm

Robert Frost
Enjoyed reading your poem about reflection! In a way, this rhyming reminds me of the late poet, Robert Frost! His poems were good and vivid! Lady Eryemil, I hope you aren't really taking death into consideration.

Lady Eryemil (205.188.116.20) -- Sunday, March 21 2004, 05:56 am

O_o
I've read some of his work, I like very much actually.
This poem is more about triumph and rebirth than it is about death, even though it does mention myself dying it has a deeper meaning. It's pretty funny that I was getting on some kids case about his poem because it was one of those " I shall kill myself because I want attention" poems, and now you come asking me if I was suicidal. I think I was a Little rough on him... I hate Karma. ^_^

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