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THE DARKER SIDE OF ME by Jeffrey Littrell

 

It’s the darker side of me

a side I seldom share

born from a place of anguish,

loneliness and despair

 

It brings to forth an anger

that I just can’t suppress

It’s a cold, black hell I dwell in

the spawn of misery and duress

 

It’s the darker side of me

there’s comfort in the pain

I feel sadness in the sunshine

cleansing from the rain

 

It’s all that one can do

far more than I can bear

to put one foot ahead of the other

when I honestly don’t care

 

I can’t tell if the chaos

or the sorrow’s winning out

I sometimes sit in silence

sometimes, I scream and shout

 

I wish I could be like you

and feel happiness and glee

for me, that’s never in the cards

It’s the darker side of me

 

 

 


As Beautiful As You by Jeffrey Littrell

 

sometimes when I stare

straight up at the night sky

the moon makes me smile

the stars make me cry

mountains rise up

and pierce the clouds through

but when your eyes flash like lightning

they’re not as beautiful as you

 

sometimes when I’m talking

with someone I just met

I’m holding on to a memory

trying hard to forget

their attention is fleeting

and their hearts not as true

they’re not as strong of a woman

they’re not as beautiful as you

 

I try to find words

that come from my heart

but to define my love

I don’t know where to start

trade winds blow

across oceans of blue

they’re not as constant as my love

they’re not as beautiful as you

 

 

 

 

 


Black Ribbon, White Flag by Jeffrey Littrell

no one stands beside me
but my shadow on the wall
even in my dreams, I walk alone
my loneliness is painted grey
and hidden deep inside me
only to the mirror is it shown

I wish that I could take a knife
and cut the pain away
extract it like a tumor black with death
lest, this grief I carry
shall curse my remaining days
freed only when I reach my final breath

you don’t know what you have
until it’s gone, is what they say
I must convey I find this statement true
for the only time I felt alive
was when I held you by my side
the only one I’ll ever love is you


BENEATH THE SPANISH MOSS by Jeffrey Littrell

storms sound different when you travel alone
when you’ve been running your entire life
in search of where you’re meant to be

perhaps that place
where Spanish moss hung from the trees in sympathy

does the love we hold inside of us
have an expiration date
if not given away,
does it eventually rust
or crumble to dust

as the words in a classic novel
stand ignored on the shelf,
my love lies dormant.
while the grinning demon
at my side
sheds another layer of skin

memories
become polaroids in an old shoe box
regrets of love lost
cast shadows on the promise of a new day

with the coming of dusk, left hoping
that the comfort from her breast
might return me to the place I was before

beneath the Spanish moss


FROM BLACK TO BLUE by Jeffrey Littrell

she’s half a world away from me
we’re separated by the sea
but linked in common love of art and rhyme

though she can’t meet my gaze
she knows how to turn a phrase
perhaps another place, another time

it brought about a smile
if only for awhile
before me was her visage in my dreams

in spirit and in heart
when two are far apart
it’s not so many miles as it seems

a drizzle falls down from the sky
the moon is ominous, hung high
I wonder, is she looking at it, too ?

the loneliness surrounds
as bitter tears stream down
the night begins to turn from black to blue


Du Noir Au Bleu par Jeffrey Littrell

elle est un bout du monde loin de moi
nous sommes séparés par la mer
mais lié à l’amour commun de l’art et de la rime

si elle ne peut pas rencontrer mon regard
elle sait comment transformer une phrase
peut-être un autre endroit, une autre fois

il a provoqué un sourire
si seulement pour un certain temps
devant moi était son visage dans mes rêves

dans l’esprit et dans le cœur
quand deux sont éloignés
ce n’est pas tant de miles comme il semble

un filet tombe du ciel
la lune est de mauvais augure, pendu haut
Je me demande, est-ce qu’elle cherche à lui aussi?

la solitude entoure
larmes amères coulent
la nuit commence à tourner du noir au bleu


DISTANT BLUE EYES FADING by Jeffrey Littrell

come on back to me, my love
the winter’s coming on
I don’t think I can make it on my own

there’s times when I hear your voice
whispering in the wind
it’s driving me insane to be alone

I need you to take care of me
I’ve strayed far off the path
I’m burnt out and my ends begin to fray

I need your warm, wet kisses
and the comfort that you bring
I miss you more than poetry can say


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