I sit in utter dark solitude alone. Within a darkness only to demons known. Body racked in spasmic pain Muscles tearing Upon movement Nerves frying With intent And yet Greater still Within my mind So deep that physical strife Come worth as kind. A pain. Soul wrenching Upon heart only recently Re animated and Mended. The Stiches of Love’s passion Tear and shreek at the beating. In savage guilt no retreating. Inner demons, Enemy Devils flee At Love’s pleading cry. In spiral I fall. Upon spikes of despair Silently Gasping I in solace scream Empty in sound lies the air. In heartfelt pain company with none. Hardships of guilt mine to own. Long last achieved Happiness drift as rain In it’s wake leaving Heart in torment, Emotions weeping, Reason absent. And yet Love still Hold sway over Mind Though tired of Life In her kindness find A spark to sustain A Hope worth keeping A dream of memory Lost Souls re united. A scared heart moved by Vision. Into remorse in wait of Healing For Her mercy pleading. Mournful Soul from depression not free Forever in Love, past Death’s embrace, for Eternity.
Posted on: Wed, 03 Jul 2013 02:08:00 +0000