Overcome with Despair
Staring into the distance
As if looking for the light
At the end of a gloomy tunnel.

But I can't see anything
But the darkness ahead.

I look for a light
A warmth
Something!
Something that can tell me
That there is more to life
then anxious agony.

I look.
And I look.
And I find lights.
Lights that brighten the day.
But they are no more then matches.
And soon they are again hidden from view.
And I am left with nothing but an empty tunnel
And the desire to scream my agony to the dark spirits that accompany me.

I've lost it.
Dignity.
I was a soldier.
I was proud.
I was strong.
I would hold my head high no matter the challenge.
But I can't any longer.

Where are the arms I need right now?
Where are the eyes I need to see?
Where is the love I need to feel?
Before despair takes control of me?

But I've already lost.
I screamed into the night.
I cried myself to sleep.
My head isn't held high anymore,
Because it's too busy being dropped in shame.

Depression makes every word
From the people I hurt
Into a sharp piercing night
Thrust into my heart.
And I welcome it.

I hurt them.
Now let my heart bleed.

Somewhere there is a light.
Somewhere there is the love.
Somwhere there are the arms that will hold me
Like a weak child.
That's what I need.
But I don't have it.
I only have agony.
And despair.

The sun comes up.
The light shines down
On these ruins.

This once-proud town.
These once-strong symbols
Now are ruins.

The light shines through
The broken walls
Of these ruins

The walls half stand
Holding on to their strength
Though they are ruins.

The sadness is past.
It's all history
In these ruins.

Testaments to strength
And to defeat of strength.
Ancient Ruins.

Star!
Bright Star! Little Light!
How you shine on me tonight!

A glistening diamond in the sky.

A shining jewel I wish was mine.
A prick of light in blackest sky
With your brothers and sisters shine.

Pure against the darkened sky.
Beauty in a person's eyes.
Sparkle like a priceless gem.
Shine like pure light.

Written to the song "Overtaken" by Jeremiah Pena
http://jeremiahpena.com/site/2010/01/overtaken/

What is this?
What is it's meaning?
This tragedy that fills my soul
The despair that comes over me.
Strength seems to be fleeing
But I need every ounce that I have
I must fight this battle
But only more tragedy lies ahead.
Why does this so overcome me?
Why is the emotion so deep?
Like a hole, never ending
A sad note echoing still.
The anguish! The anguish! It fills me!
Though I ride into battle head high.
The tragedy, tragedy, kills me!
Before the enemy raises his sword!
The sad note, the tragedy, echoes...
That note plays to my dying breath...

I wrote this in English a while back... Yeah, it's to a song, but I don't know what the name of the song is...

Rushing along!
A spring in my step and a dance in my walk.
Though peasent I am, high as a lord I feel!
The countryside seems to sing,
The green grasses raise chorus
To the happy summer sun!
Rushing along
The worn dirt road.
Bowing to every carriage that passes
And laughing to every traveler!
Jump, laugh, dance and sing,
Rush along! Rush along!
A spring in my step, and a dance in my walk.

Joy!
High like a ballon!
A rush like a rollercoaster!
Joy!
Like a sunshining day!
Like a blue sky above me!
Joy!
People ask me why I can always feel
As high as a king,
As high as a king,
Why do I laugh at every thing?
Why do I smile all day?

Why not?

I feel... at peace...
It seems as if all the things that were attacking me, they are gone now.
They melted away. Like snow in the bright, happy sunlight.
Finally.
I knew that they could not last.
But even though they are gone,
The thoughts still make me wince.
But that's normal.
The songs
They no longer make me think
Of what is lost
But rather, the happy memories.
The songs are sweet again.

Umm... huh... well, that kinda failed at being happy. So much for doing a happy improv poem... it's not even that good of a poem... what do I even call it? Let's try this again.