Trail of Tears

by Fury   Aug 14, 2006


The sound of the wolves
Hush the silence of the wind
That brush up gently
Across my face and body,
Wiping my tears away.

For I must not be saddened now,
I shall be having fun
And living the good teenage years.

My hopes and dreams have died.
I can't take the rejection anymore,
It causes so much pain.
I'm not welcome here any longer
Nobody wants me;
Nobody cares.
When I'm gone,
I'm gone;
Not turning back.

I look up at the stars
And wish for a happy ending,
But nothing seems to be working.
I smash the mirror with my fist
Hoping for a better tomorrow
While at the same time
I have a good today.

It is hard to keep from crying,
When I think about leaving the one I love.
I can't bear it,
It's too hard to take control over.

Why must my scars show
When I screw something up?
Why must I always
Have everything bad happen to me?

The wolves now surround me,
Each one representing
Something bad I've done.
They growl and snap at me
Only to make me cry more.
They begin to close in,
And I have no place to go.
Even if I were to run
I know they would catch me.

The Sun begins to rise
Just behind the mountains,
Blinding the wolves
To give me a little bit of time
To run away.

Every step I take
A tear drops to the ground
Leaving behind me
The Trail of Tears.

I'm running to one thing,
Away from this life,
Of fear and sadness,
To the one I love
And life I long for most.

Not many walk this
Trail of Tears,
But most have seen it
And will never forget
The lonely girl
Who lived
A big portion of her life
With hope and dreams
Of having a better life
Which she lives now.

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  • 17 years ago

    by Static

    Interesting concept i especially like the idea of the snapping wolves which cant be lost as representations of ur problems. very nice