The sadness

Darkness so thick it can be touched
No peace of mind within my clutch
This love that haunts me steals my soul
I cry, I beg, I`ve lost control

To all it seems that things are well
I live inside this private hell
To what end will all this be
My heart it seems cannot be free

I long to see your smiling face
I long to be back in that place
Where love was strong and all was well
Your body’s heat, your touch, your smell

This fantasy controls my mind
Reality harsh, the truth unkind
For when we were yet not apart
Your love was cold and crushed my heart

The magic spell, in trance I stay
The devils son with me does play
The mind is cruel and never sound
A ghost of you has kept me bound

The nights are yours no sleep is found
The demons chains rapped all around
The lovers spell will always be
A life of pain that won’t set free

The days are bright yet filled with pain
The sadness rules and falls like rain
Please let me have a moment free
Your lovely face I’ll never see

I long for death that will not come
The only rest, my feelings numb
Please set me free, release the chains
The sadness stays, my love remains

S.W. Biddulph

Scott Biddulph is a published writer, author, and poet from North Georgia. He began writing as a youngster and followed his lifelong dream of reaching people through the written word when he returned to The University of North Georgia in 2013 to finish earning his BA/English with a concentration on publication and creative writing. His publications include the following: an eBook, Apples of Gold: A collection of inspirational short stories and poems (Smashwords, 2010) and a paperback, Voices from the Heart, (Createspace, 2012). His poetry is published in Papers and Publications Undergraduate Research Journal. Vol 3 (2014) and the award-winning Chestatee Review (Spring, 2015), among other places (Check his LinkedIn profile for a full list of his publications). He is currently working on publishing poetry, creative non-fiction, academic essays, and his memoir. ******** Scott has also worked as an intern editor for the University of North Georgia Press. As a freelance editor, he has done the layout and design of several books and magazines. He is currently working with several authors on various publication projects in which he is either ghostwriting, editing manuscripts, or doing the layout and design of their books. ******** Finally, and most importantly, he is a father, grandfather, husband, and dedicated Harley Davidson rider. He and his family enjoy the beauty of the North Georgia Mountains where they live—especially their screened in back porch where they love to bird watch. ******** ~ "I love realism. I love writing about the raw, down-to-Earth, heartfelt realities of life. I love to write in a way that reaches into the human soul—to take the greatest pains and struggles in life, and make them a blessing to others. Fantasy is a wonderful, interesting thing—but real-life situations, feelings, fears, and dreams are an unexplored ocean of stories that need to be told." ~ ~Scott Biddulph~


  1. Tsila,
    Yes, you are correct. I wrote this poem about the loss of a woman in my life who was my soul mate. God, in his mercy, has given me a new love and a wonderful wife. He replaces or restores all things to those he loves. Thanks for your comment and your kind words. WP


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