Lost

Lost

My tears, unconstrained, trace silvered trails,
each holding hopes that no longer exist,
A fading reminder of my life's travails.

Where do you go when your life derails?
Where do you find the strength to persist?
My tears, unconstrained, trace silvered trails.

Joy has departed as blackness assails
my heart leaving pain like some festering cyst.
A fading reminder of my life's travails.

Darkness enshrouds as desire's light fails,
fading from sight in a despairing mist.
My tears, unconstrained, trace silvered trails.

Depression grows as confidence pales.
Losing hope's brightness, my dreams are dismissed,
a fading reminder of my life's travails.

I'm trapped in a silence of lonely wails,
faint echoes remind me of chances I've missed.
My tears, unconstrained, trace silvered trails,
a fading reminder of my life's travails.


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Prompt: Sadness (May not use the word or a direct synonym)

Form: Villanelle. The highly structured villanelle is a nineteen-line poem with two repeating rhymes and two refrains. The form is made up of five tercets followed by a quatrain. The first and third lines of the opening tercet are repeated alternately in the last lines of the succeeding stanzas; then in the final stanza, the refrain serves as the poem's two concluding lines. Using capitals for the refrains and lowercase letters for the rhymes, the form could be expressed as: A1 b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 / a b A2 / a b A1 A2. The villanelle has no established meter.

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Ken