I stand alone

With my nets I stained the sea"
Cut free
They are adrift with my memories of the past

I scarred the earth with my plow
And now
My hopes of the future lie withered on the vine

In the darkness no shadow can be cast

In the light the shadow cast is mine

Yesterdays no longer remind me of what was

Tomorrows have yet to show me cause

Today I stand alone

Between what use to be

And what will never come to pass

My despair has grown

I can no longer see

Beat still my heart alas

Michael

I enjoyed you write and sure felt the pain in it.

Gloria

nicely done

the whole theme of hopelessness tends to be overdone, but this is so refreshing, with original imagery and phrases, especially "My hopes of the future lie withered on the vine." I love this line.

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