Frightened at the loss of me,
scared of what's to come.
I shake at the sight of me,
and what I've now become.
I cannot find a place in me
that I find familiar and warm.
Instead I see feel a cold inside
and the putrid stench of harm.
Dying a little with every breath
my soul is not what it once was.
It's blackened now dark with anger
and empty where once was love.
I fear not the pain I had,
I know that time has passed.
I fear only the lost of me right now
alone, encased in glass.

My wonderful friend you are never alone for though I may not be there in person (yet) I am always with you in spirit.

This is beautiful and touching though sad.

It is a good write yet sad.Hope you find yourself and love yourself

nice write

Thanks, I have many friends and they are all great and have helped me tremendously. You especially . And actually I'm doing quite well, but there are times when I feel "encased in glass" where I cannot touch or be touched, only see.

We all have those moments and I know that tha knowledge of another being there doesn't always help but when the Sun finally shines warm on us and removes the ice we thought was glass that knowledge seems to warm us fom the inside out and is a wonderful thing to have.
Only too glad I can be there and help when I am able. You know you have done the same for me.

Oh I do, thank you. It's just some dark thoughts and times. All well work in the end.

Thank you Jimz

In the Darkness I find strength in the light I find Life,,, Slowly the glass will break, piece by piece
and the Light will shine upon you,, Look deep within
Hope in you, have faith in you and believe,,

Love the write

been there, nice poem

Thanks... I can see the light through the glass, I just cannot feel it's warmth.

Writing it alone, was a huge help in working through what's happening inside. As the poem says the pain is gone, it was the process of ridding myself of the pain that has left me feeling cold. But that too will pass...

David

I think we all have... Thank you

nice

Ohhhh, Mr. Davey, this is beau-ti-full! However, I have a lil insider information and you are not as frrrr-O-zen as you portray. The thaw has begun....................

Insider info? Hmm, well if you speak of V's move here, we are friends. We are both in need help and the needs are symbiotic. As for the cold inside, it is still there. The thaw will begin though.

But thank you for the comments they are appreciated.

Thank you Tanya... my goodness, I liked the poem myself but I've never had so much response.

If I've missed responding to any responses... thank you all so much for your comments, I have read and appreciate them all.

At times we all build that wall whether it be built of stone, mortar, bricks or glass. We sit behind our self built wall at times not wanting to peak out at the world. But you have built yours of glass looking at the world from inside just enough protection to keep the world and love at bay. You see one must look within and see that it is time to open your heart once more then and only then the glass will shatter and fall around your feet in order to feel the warmth of the sun once more.

May you find the comfort you seek and let the sunshine within your heart once more.

Both of your last two poems I have read today are great writes.
Very heartfelt.

Thank you. While they still hurt, they are also a release. I am glad that so many have ... enjoyed? and responded with their support and words of support.

It takes more than caring
To be a real friend;
The nature of friendship;
Requires a blend
Of warmest compassion
And love deep and true
To reach and to comfort
The way that you do.
Because I can see
That your kind of friendship
Is priceless to me.