In the End

the dance has begun

silence

I sit in the shadows
as gently I expel
the shards of glass
from my heart

an angel fell
and the unfeeling
began, cut free
I am loosed

gutted, left for dead
I flounder and grasp
in grief, I am lost
in your purgatory

you've dressed me
in your rags and gone
I've stumbled and
fallen from nirvana

I look to the sky
for a message of hope
a sign of repentance
but the sky is black

I shall grieve forever
until the sun is no more
until time stops turning
till you come back to me

quietly

the dance has ended

About This Poem

Style/Type: Free verse

Review Request Intensity: Please use care (this is a sensitive subject for me, do not critique harshly)

Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft

About the Author

Region, Country: Beyond the Black Stump..Australia, AUS

Favorite Poets: Pablo Neruda

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Comments

If there is...

a "God", gods, or enity that cares about us at all; that is interested in our well-being, I cannot believe that they would not want us to have a happy life. As an Agnostic, I am more apt to believe that we are on our own.
We will know grief and sorrow, but... We will also have joy and peace.
Nothing can take away the pain of loss, you have to put it away! Take joy in what we have today, for tomorrow, our capacity to enjoy it, will be less than now. To stop grieving, is not to forget.

I like this just the way it is. I wouldn't change a thing.
It has power, but it is not overwhelming; no matter the subject or the
emotion projected, it followed a smooth rhythm and pace. Great job!

Love and higgest bugs, ~ Gee