In Failure's Shadow

Chirping crickets sing a melancholic song

Through weaves of grass so green, mystery finds much wrong

Hearts that harden always say goodbye

Under midnight's moon I realize it was all a lie

Perhaps one day true love might find its way

Winter's kiss puts silence on the day

Father twists truths to spare Mother pain

But revelation will come in rain

On my pillow tragic droplets fall
Cherry wishes surrender my call

Future success weights with grief

Floating downward in a spiral are my dreams on a leaf

Someday this nightmare might release me

Someday I might find a way to be free

Reviews

[Dr. Wood ?]

interesting read....I always used to write about getting free when I was a youngster....I must have made it cos I don't do it now

[V.J.C.]

I liked this poem, thanks for the read.