Rain's Battle
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Poem by: Lydia Jackson Reid
Rain’s Battle
A cold night, the wind’s song;
That is all I could really feel back then.
The moment I felt it so bold,
Yet so calm in the bed of the night.
And so all I could know was the pain,
That one day I could tell it was right.
These moments could never repeat.
It doesn’t imply the wind goes away.
I get lost with these shades of fear.
But my painting was never so dark.
Will you ever be able to stay?
If all you can hear is a bark.
Every day is different.
Every difference is the same.
Every now and then I can feel the scent.
When the red turns into black, and the white turns into yellow,
That’s when you feel no shame;
That’s when you’re just too hollow.
Emptiness leaves no space.
Rain falls nowhere.
A leaf from an unknown place.
A drop of an innocent man.
Nothing from all things we were.
No dreams from this beautiful plan.
© Copyright 2019 Lydia Jackson Reid. All rights reserved.
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So painful. So emotional. Only the true depths of your heart could have written this. And I know how does it feel. When everything around you is darkness and there is no light. You feel cold, gasping for air unable to breath, unable to live. The depression slowly sinks in and you start asking yourself: Is my life worth it? Suddenly the world turns grey the darkness consuming your heart as an horrible silence fils the empty void. In these days my darkest works were made. My fears uncontrollable flooded into the written word. But once you face your demons head on and realize that is life is worth living if not for anything else than for the mere satisfaction that you can look your pain dead in the eyes and say: Good try but I am still here! Still standing strong and looking defiantly in your face. You will.not brake. And if you ever feel like you don't have a purpose just open up your booksie account. You are a writer and a poet for that matter! Just by your mere words you have done more than most people have the strength to do
You created something powerful and no matter what anyone else says you are amazing :)
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Thank you! I will say, I sense something in the way you use words... I still don't know what, but it's something good.
Your heart must of been beating in a different place when you wrote this.This could range from pain coming from love, emptiness, thinking of death, or swimming to suicide. Very rare to see any writing that calls on every emotion in your heart, and it doesnt just cover one heartache, but them all.
You must of been incredibally strong to pull yourself up, and it gave you strength to be an incredible poet. Beautiful, moving, haunting.
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Thanks. Though, to be honest, I don't like this one. I wrote it in a very dark time of my life. I was confused because I didn't know if I was strong enough to be openly gay in such a conservative country. I was mad because my grandmother had ruined my only friendship. I was sad because my dad had come to visit. And, also, I was on an antidepressant so I wasn't really me. I hadn't slept in a while either. I don't really know why I posted this if I don't like it. But I don't think I'll delete it because in life there are many moments we don't like, yet have to go through.
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