I stand in the darkness
breathing in my sin
eyes wide open
wishing I could rebegin
finding something pure and true
only to have it taken away from you
The heart starts aching
the boughs, breaking
I stand in the darkness
I hear my name
nothing is now the same
I feel the emtiness from within
As I hear the far off thunder
what I want I cant have,
and
My heart is torn asunder
………
to be continued.
Scarlet Luna-Mia Lombardi | Luna the moon Rose 
I like the image of
“I stand in the darkness
breathing in my sin”
And did u coin a new word with rebegin? It has a nice middle English ring to it.
even your sad lines cries out to me ..
i am not sure if that is good or bad, but thank you!
I really like the idea of “breathing in my sin.”
Mike
You got me guessing, but I’ll read on, next time…
Thank you so much. š
‘wishing I could rebegin’ is a powerful image… I’d like to see the outcome of this piece someday.
Auctually, The answer is already here. you just have to find it. š
there’s an echo of this in me. I wish I could re-begin (great word!) but only with the hindsight of now. Lovely phrasing in your poem.
Awe, Thank you. š
The loss is palpable– sad, but lovely.
Yes.