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I catch a sight of the light.
but still it is only a teasing flutter
the darkness surrounds
the evil dark
not the soothing
caressing dark
no sedcution is hear
only pain
that impales
without end.
What has overcome?
as I try to fight
but still I cannot reach the top
I feel the breath
a sliver of the crest
but always it slips
just from my finger tips.
Where is the calm of the storm?
only turmoil rages here
vying for a place
rooting into a hold
gagging
I cannot breath.
Strength and weakness
push and pull
so I struggle against it
My head keeps spinning
and I want to lay down
and close my eyes
sometimes I think I am dying
but I want to live
at least I think I do
sometimes it is hard to truly say
when everything is exploited.
Salt in the wounds
or so they say
never thought it would go this way
but still I try and hold on
to something
that is never quite enough.
Blood and ashes,
that all there is
free me from this
just let me go
whenever I think I am close
it has only just begun.
8:54 PM - 2/1/2008 -
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