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
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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.