Muddled Thoughts And Sour Mood

Muddled thoughts and sour mood,

So unlike for me to brood.

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What and why I do not know,

Whilst I wait for it to go.

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Twist of fate or slight of hand,

Either one would sure be grand.

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To cheer me up and make me smile

Releasing me from this cursed trial.

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But alas today it seems to be

Another day without much glee.

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Clouds of pitch and torrential rains

Dampen my spirit and fog my brain.

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Sure I know this too shall pass

For gloom this dark cannot last.

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Until then most sullen I’ll be,

Awaiting the key that sets me free.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~

This Blanket Of Snow

This blanket of snow,

Holds no greater chill than that of my soul,

Tangled in frigid fingers of emotion,

Drowning in a veritable ocean,

Whose frothy foam I call home.

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I ask not for your sympathy,

Desire not your empathy,

This road I must travel alone,

A path my heart to me has shown,

Until my thirst has been sated.

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To struggle forth and never find,

Reeks with havoc a fragile mind,

Constantly reaching to dull the pain,

No matter how subtle to keep me sane,

Darkness hides the tears I grieve.

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Let not this smile I outward show,

Mislead you that I carefree go,

Buried deep within sullen core,

Bolted and locked the iron door,

My feelings trapped in dungeon black.

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I pray one day to find the key,

To let in light so that I might see,

The gift of worth in this life I’ve led,

Before I join the cold stone dead,

On a sea of stark eternity.

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~~ Dominic R. DiFrancesco ~~