Means to my End

Means to my End

A Poem by Vanessa P

There came a time 
When I can no longer see 
Darkness black and sublime 
Surrounding everything around me 

I was left empty and cold 
Trapped within my guarded walls 
With nothing to hold 
I stumble and fall 

The bitterness I tasted 
Reminded me of my hatred 
A trepidation I created 
Evidence of time wasted 

For this holds nothing for me 
No association made worth 
A moot point to the contrary 
My frankness I bring forth 

The rope I hold in my hands 
Waiting for the opportune moment 
Will you find where I stand 
Before everything goes silent 

© 2013 Vanessa P


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Added on October 10, 2012
Last Updated on September 22, 2013

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Vanessa P
Vanessa P

Heights, NY



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I'd like to consider myself an honest poet. I write what comes to me. I write based on personal experiences and/or feelings and also some personal beliefs. I appreciate all feedbacks/cricism. .. more..