The Melancholy takes its hold on me And stops me from achieving peace of mind It blocks my sight so thus I cannot see It feels much like a chain I can't unbind
By ChampionElCidabout a year ago in Poets
Which is the real me The one they see Or the one I see when you’re looking at me Distorted images in my mind Having never known what I look like to the world
By Atomic Historianabout a year ago in Poets
My mind again is filled with much self-doubt Of what I can do, of what I can be I cannot simply push these bad thoughts out
The night sky is filled with light and wonder To look above and see its majesty It takes my fears and tears them asunder So, they cannot bring worry unto me
The light has all but vanished from this world Hopes and dreams are all but a distant thought Fear, despair, and hate are all that is heard
The evening star is full of mystery Never showing its true form but twice When not a glow it's often hard to see With brilliant light that shines brighter than ice
In deepest stone and darkest cave is found The rarest gems of true worth and beauty With colors bright and pure their shape is round
Why does it seem that love will elude me? Many years now no sweet girl to embrace I bear strong appearance to those that see
When all alone without a friend in sight. One thinks I'd weep and mourn this sad, dark, state. But in solitude, I find strength and might
Oh lowly youth, how far you now seem gone Now here I stand, the better part behind And forward look to days not half as long
O why doth my bed not offer solace? To give me sweet embrace of sleep at night Weariness and pain are but in my face As with my own brain I put up a fight
O have you heard of the Goddess of song? Who blesses us with melodies so sweet. She sings each note perfect, she's never wrong
