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.
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    Poetry is not an expression of the party line. It's that time of night, lying in bed, thinking what you really think, making the private world public, that's what the poet does.

    Allen Ginsberg (1926-1997) U.S. poet.

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