The moon is clad in a cloak of tears,
I see it from afar,
Gloom covers it in a coat of fear,
The darkness dim the stars;
Shining behind the grey clouds
Is the fading smile of shame,
And without a trace of sound
Joyous moments fade.
Sighs of delight turn to groans
As the night proceeds,
Pillows of those sleeping alone
Are moistened by wistful weeps;
Rivers of tears and ponds of blood
Are now on nearer sight;
No brighter dreams, nor happier hearts
Under the moonlight.
In the silence so loud
Deep and profound
Sounds dripping tears;
As they hit the ground
Sad hearts just pound
With flaring fear;
Music fades in the background
As weeps resound,
Cutting like severing shears;
And silence amounts
To dread-filled shouts
Screaming “death is here.”
A lamentation sounds out,
An ode is sang slowly,
Lyrics deep and profound,
Darker than shadows bad and unholy.
Feelings combine with tunes,
Songs deeply felt;
They are filled with intermittent gloom,
It comes and goes, and comes back again.
Sad poetry on piano notes,
Words of a hopeless man,
All sang in the frosty cold,
Chamber music in sorrow’s den.
Desolate sounds of a cello
Colliding with emotions evoked by the violin,
Inflicting pains flaring like an inferno,
Hurt roaring like a lightning.
Soothing sounds of a guitar string
Overflow as soft voices sing,
Faint are the tears they bring
When their sound fusion stings.
The silence of her heart
Signifies the tears she cried in the rain.
The silence of her heart
Speaks of all the screams behind her smile.
The silence of her heart
Tells the tale of her clutched fists and bloody blades.
The silence of her heart
Reveals all the hardships of her life.
The silence of her heart
Shows all her insecurities and unknown shame.
The silence of her heart
Whispers hurt that flooded her eyes.
The silence of her heart…
Is the silence of a heart so broken, causing utter pain.
Clouded by residuals of gloom and hate,
Ashes of anger clinging on the walls,
Whispers of tears fill the shadows’ shades,
The morning’s brightness crumbles as it falls.
Four walls, no windows nor doors,
A room overshadowed by sorrow’s claws,
A room of aching hearts and tormenting thoughts,
Where all the fears and despair are stored.
Soul piercing emotions
Are perceived from the roof’s gaping holes:
Dark waters fill the ocean,
Tears of agony pave the road.
Let me paint you a picture,
A picture of my feelings,
With all its features,
All the wounds without healing.
Let me hold that brush
And put to image the horrors,
The imagery so harsh
Clad in all its terrors.
I’ll show you all of it,
Let me speak through this paint,
I’ll even include the pit
So deep yet unseen and faint.
In my silence let me utter words,
In the secrecy of my pains let me let you see;
What you’ve seen is just bit and pieces of blurs,
Let me show you all my realities.
In my heart the darkness creeps,
I hear it intruding as the doors creak,
I feel it concealing the joy I seek,
Eliciting emotions so dark and deep.
In my mind blood fills my tears,
Causing pain arousing horrific fears;
I hear the footsteps as my grave nears,
All peace is severed by cold shears.
This life is a cage with tormenting bars,
I hear the gates clanging shut,
The torture is brutal and harsh,
My soul is torn apart.
A wrist is slit as I attempt escape,
Blood is bled from a tempting blade,
Weak and wary, I set out my own fate,
Nobody cared and now it’s too late.
The broken mirror is mended and new,
The rusting razor is sharp and unused,
Crimson roses once again happily bloom,
Now skies are blue, no more doom and gloom.
Depression burns my insides,
The pain doesn’t subside;
Showing is the frown I hide,
It’s suppressing my smile.
The silence is too loud,
The hurt is deeply profound,
I weep without a sound,
Dying slowly in sorrow as I drown.
I close my eyes as my heart aches,
My soul is deep in gloomy lakes,
Many notice that my smile is fake,
I lay awake waiting for the pain to fade.
Happy memories mark the hopes of yesterday,
Before the joy was burnt and blown away,
When I wasn’t In hopeless dismay,
Before my wings began to fray.
Save me from this life,
I’m engulfed by hardship and strife,
All the tears from my eyes
Flood the traces of my smile.
Save me from my feelings,
They hurt me beyond healing,
Save me, I’m bleeding,
Dying as I’m breathing.
Save me from this sorrow,
My heart is starting to beat slow;
My soul is growing hollow,
Hardening all my tomorrows.
Save me from myself,
I’m my own personal hell,
A tormentous cold cell,
Break me out of this hard shell.
Save me, I plead,
I ran out of blood to bleed,
Even the tears to weep,
Save me, I’m weak.
The girl you forgot to remember
Lays deep in a pool of disaster,
On her face cold tears meander,
On the her wrist she bleeds from the razor.
The girl whose pains you didn’t know
Reaps rotting fruit she didn’t sow,
Scarred from the core of her soul,
Her fears take over as she dies slow.
The girl you never understood,
Never in a bright mood,
Constantly sinking in her darkest gloom,
Takes her last breath in her frosty room.
The girl who couldn’t escape sorrow’s claw,
The one who lived behind the black door,
Lies in a puddle of drying gore,
So cold as she curls on the floor.
Worded Sorrow 