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Journey Into The Dark
the world is
darkest in the light
as I raise my hands to shield
my eyes
the shadows present
a familiar guise
and I reflect back
upon my life
the days I've spent
within my shell
a sometimes
overwhelming hell
within myself
an endless well
of saddened tales that
I can tell
all of the pain that
I project
and all the hits I
must deflect
with slashing thoughts
I dissect
and try to repair
my cracked defect
as I dwell in this
darkened place
I fail to recognize
my own face
endless tears
flood my space
and I reside in
self disgrace
my psyche is here
to comfort me
to help me
keep my sanity
to guide me through
the darkening
when my eyes
are blind
and I can't see
my travel through
this blinding dark
has taken its toll
upon my heart
I've nearly torn
myself apart
trying to end
so I can start
I stand
and walk
and sometimes fall
I've tried to run
before I could crawl
I stumble forth into withdraw
smashing headlong into walls
someday I will
find my way
through this dark
and twisted maze
past the thoughts
of my dismay
and free
from slicing razor blades
until the time
that I can be
free from all this misery
myself
and I both agree
into the dark I must proceed
darkest in the light
as I raise my hands to shield
my eyes
the shadows present
a familiar guise
and I reflect back
upon my life
the days I've spent
within my shell
a sometimes
overwhelming hell
within myself
an endless well
of saddened tales that
I can tell
all of the pain that
I project
and all the hits I
must deflect
with slashing thoughts
I dissect
and try to repair
my cracked defect
as I dwell in this
darkened place
I fail to recognize
my own face
endless tears
flood my space
and I reside in
self disgrace
my psyche is here
to comfort me
to help me
keep my sanity
to guide me through
the darkening
when my eyes
are blind
and I can't see
my travel through
this blinding dark
has taken its toll
upon my heart
I've nearly torn
myself apart
trying to end
so I can start
I stand
and walk
and sometimes fall
I've tried to run
before I could crawl
I stumble forth into withdraw
smashing headlong into walls
someday I will
find my way
through this dark
and twisted maze
past the thoughts
of my dismay
and free
from slicing razor blades
until the time
that I can be
free from all this misery
myself
and I both agree
into the dark I must proceed
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