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Darkness Creeps In
The darkness creeps in within the silence of the day
When all about the world crawls through its motions
Unhindered by its train of tears and grime.
The world shrinks further and further away,
Drowning, gasping in the rotten stench
Of death on a hot summer's day.
I shrivel within my shell, a husk
Left too long to dry, cracking, splitting open
To find the strength and life dwindled away
To that which resides beneath our feet.
Feet dragging, heart aching, soul searching,
No more the sound of well wishing,
Hearing your joy, brings me my sorrow,
Seeing your hurt, brings me your pain,
The night's stillness brightens the farthest star
Bringing light to penetrate my mind.
The clarity of thoughts bring to the aching wounds
The balm of numbness in which all thoughts freeze
To icicles dripping away their essence.
I dream of the brightness too soft to grasp;
It hurts. My fingers close around the prize
And like the breath of life, it disappears.
The past beckons, the future moans, walking
Down a forsaken path of emptiness stretching
Far beyond the immortal soul, resting in the
Blackest night of wandering sorrow
Alone, and my spirit is quiet, more quiet
Than the blood dripping down my arms
Into the pool that ends in oblivion.
What is seen by others... what is there to see...
Becomes the life without light.
I am not here, the rat to the endless maze
Scurries to the finish of plotted path,
Only to die off the road without finding
What truth exists. No one shall ever know
This darkness that brightens the choking
Drab earth beneath my fingers.
I soak in the stars, and see lost hopes and dreams,
I soak in the shimmering moon, sensing lost love
And burning tears, the quiet peace that comes to
The soul so troubled. I soak in this world surrounding,
To find within me, the world alive and dying.
by Anna T. Vo
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