The Dusk of Love: A Poem

                        I

I fall to my knees upon the floor

I’m so weary and my hope is gone

But I’ve been down this road before

It’s time to pick up my heart and move on.

My bones ache and my soul is sore

Looking back I know I’ve made mistakes

Depression washes o’er me like the waves of a shore

And my voice trembles, quavers, and shakes.

I seek solace in the house of a whore

But in the end when all is done

I feel worse than I did before

My head hung low, comfort received, none.

The woman I loved is the daughter of eve

Maybe I’m just too far gone

But how could I think or even believe

That I’d not be able to carry on.

A love like hers was hard to receive

But it was once all mine to take

The prize, I was now able to achieve

But I stumbled and realized it was fake.

The heart I wore upon my sleeve

Fractured, broken and is now gone

Its absence I cannot accept so I grieve

This is the dusk of love and I seek the dawn.

 

                            II

I trudge through this never ending night

Only to the shadows will I brave to talk

I think they are the only ones that understand my plight

They chase after me in a creepy stalk

Sometimes giving me a scare and a fright

I often wonder if I can still feel

So I hurt myself tonight

Just to see if I’ll still heal

But all I did was make the wolves excite

It’s midnight of this night and I sing a song

My voice though is void of its usual might

And the words and tune come out all wrong.

It starts to sprinkle a tune of rain

It pours down over my weary head

The rain fails to wash away my pain

And I still feel like my heart is dead

But I feel a thought surging through my brain

I tried to drink them away

But no matter how much I drown them they remain

I don’t know why but they choose to stay

“GO AWAY” I violently exclaim

But they will never be gone

So thinking about her I’ll try to refrain

For this is the dusk of love and I seek the dawn.

 

                               III

I turn from the light and seek comfort in drugs

I know its wrong but I don’t care

For the weed wraps my mind with hugs

I waste away and just stare

I start to scratch at imaginary bugs

The needle pulls me in to a trip of heroine

My family abandons me and shrugs

With this I feel like I could win

I can now hide my true need beneath the rugs

A friend tries to intervene

And get me off the drugs

Before I fall into the ravine

Years go by before I give it a whirl

Alcohol and drugs never washed it away

But the thoughts compressed into a swirl

Then finally it happened one day

All over this world

And in every land

I struggled to overcome my moral

I finally gave in and took a hand

To be painted of a lovely mural

Loneliness and desolation now gone

In the smile of a lovely girl

For I was in the dusk of love and found the dawn.

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