BLEEDING IN THE RAIN

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    BLEEDING IN THE RAIN

     
    BLEEDING IN THE RAIN
     
    Life is but a walk in the pouring rain
    Staggering down a sad lonely road
    I reach out blindly into the storm
    But alas, there is no hand to hold
     
    As the darkness slowly engulfs me
    Leaving little room for all my fears
    Sadness has become a way of life
    And no one but I, feel all my tears
     
    I travel along the path to nowhere
    Avoiding all who think this an act
    For each step that I move forward
    Life just pushes me two steps back
     
    I remember back to warmer times
    Their visions, fading from my mind
    I search my soul for lost happiness
    In vain I try, as still none can I find
     
    No one is here to see my sorrows
    I struggled to stand and start again
    This proves to be an act of futility
    I cry as my soul bleeds in the rain

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    Forestbird commented on BLEEDING IN THE RAIN

    03-05-2010

    Hey, chir up. It is all way too dark. You are good poet and your other poems at least have a hope, but not this one.

    Poetry is what is lost in translation.

    Robert Frost (1875-1963) American Poet.

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