Jayne Davies

Rookie - 135 Points (5th October 1960 / Abercynon, Rhondda Cynon Taff)

Amongst The Shadows


Where am I going? I don't know,
Head is spinning, thoughts are low,
This energy lost to sad dispair,
To live again, my spirit grow.

I've lost the spark, the real connection,
I'm heading in the wrong direction,
A mere shadow of myself,
I need to love, to feel affection.

The webs been spun, I've made my bed,
Sad thoughts surround my weary head,
Plagued by my own misery,
Wary of each step I tread.

I'm standing here within the shadows,
I long to walk the fresh green meadows,
Will I always cry for yesterday?
Breathing memories and distant echoes?

I need some real motivation,
I've missed the train here at the station,
The need to catch a falling star,
Maybe then, I'll find true elevation.

Submitted: Sunday, June 30, 2013
Edited: Thursday, July 25, 2013

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