"my sky had been grey for 6 months..."

"my sky had been grey for 6 months..." a sentence that I wrote about myself 2 years ago. Little did I know that the hidden meaning of this sentence was going to shape my future. The start of the downwards spiral.

What happened? guys, what else. It may have been guilt, loss of what i had unknowingly wanted or lack of gain, but I didn't recover. I made one decision and I become a black whole, dragging misery in. Nothing else existed. It was as though the devil was following me, controlling everything.

I built up walls as a shield around me, but on the rare occasions where they were torn down i disintegrated even more. A mess. The happy childhood light that had used to shine from my eyes had become a flicker and then died leaving only darkness. I was shadow, present in physical form but mentally i was in a world of my own configuration so as to escape from all the tortures which I saw around me. There was very little in my life, the happy endings i saw in films were all i lived for. My life was built around nothing more than that. It was then I realised that that's all I'd ever been, hopeless, scared and alone.

Suddenly life was injected into me. One person dragged me out of that whole of deep despair and saved me from the pain I'd inflicted on myself. Something mattered again. In the words of Peyton Sawyer "their are currently 7,012,496,761 people in the world, and sometimes all you need is one". So to that one person, thank you

A religous death

Body burnt away,
Not left to decay,
Person dressed and washed,
No stone, just ashes, gosh,

Holy book read,
Now your loved one's dead,
Hope they reunight with God in the sky,
Friends and family come to say goodbye,

Confronts from the holy book,
Now that somes life been took,
Holy hymns are sung,
At the death of a loved on,

Winter

here's the second of the two:

Sorrow all around,
As the snow reaches the ground,
People sliding down the road,
Parents with their heavy load,
In the street, children cry,
Happiness, what a lie,
The sky above stays grey,
Just another winters day,

Her

At my youth group we had a poetry night so the next 2 poems are what I wrote there:

Angel, I saw her there,
One look, one glance, one stair,
Beautiful by definition,
She was on a peaceful mission,
My heart skipped a beat,
The first time I saw you in the street,
As months grew long,
My feelings carried on,
You'd sworn they'd be no other,
Yet one day you found another,
This heart of my reduced to stone,
Now I was left all alone,
I knew still that their could be no other,
And to this day I am not recovered,