50 wretched winters
200 months of weighted sorrow
16.6 years of absolute misery
.
50 dreadful summers
100 months of weighted sorrow
8.3 years of absolute misery
.
25 years of misery
25 years of temporary happiness
.
Find me a place
where the trees sprout and fall
all at once.
Give my life some light again, to finally find my balance
Because I've been slipping through the winters
And stumbling through the summers
.
I Basque in the guilt
Like I wish I did the laundry more
But my feet are cemented to the floor
Much too busy staring at walls
I have no time to clean at all
.
Trapped within the walls I've built
Spring can not come soon enough
Fall, so far
I'm in the rough
of summer's heat
Lost all control
and so I sleep
counting days instead of sheep
50 wretched winters
200 months of weighted sorrow
16.6 years of absolute misery
.
50 dreaded summers
100 months of weighted sorrow
8.3 years of absolute misery
.
25 years of gray and gloom
9,125 days of absolute misery...
Writing Skill Level
I have joined the 100 poems a day challenge, this being day one. I would label myself maybe an intermediate poet? I'm not a beginner but I have ALOT to learn so I'm not entirely sure where I fit. I've been writing on and off since I was seven, I always excelled in english and creative writing classes. I'm a singer so writing songs is basically poetry with rythm. After high school, I fell out of habit and stopped writing for a while. I've gotten a bit rusty but I look forward to shifting gears and staying motivated to improve my writing skills throughout the next hundred days.
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