Reminiscing, pictures of days long gone,
Happier days, happier times,
Days when life seemed so carefree,
Before the darkness took a grip,
When hope was more than a four letter word,
Then I noticed something wrong,
Where are the people, where are the friends?
In those pictures, it's only me,
The views are only things I see,
A lonely message the image sends,
An empty world to which I belong,
Happiness, adventure, both deterred,
As further to the darkness I feel me slip,
This is the way I'm meant to be,
Hidden away from sunny climes,
To my very existence, clinging on.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation

What’s inside of you
Is inside of me
I know where you come from
Why you bleed

How you still laugh
How hard you cry
Why your still here
Why you still try

Don’t give it up
Don’t give it out
Just stop and listen to me now

What’s inside of you
Is inside of me
I know what your feeling
How it’s hard to breathe

What your doing
Who you are
Where your going
And how far

Don’t give up love
Don’t give up faith
Know your purpose and your place

What’s inside of you
Is inside of me
There is hope
And that’s all we need

Loving you is a paradox
It is an oxymoron
Made in hell
Can't you see that I'm torn?
My head spins
I lose my senses
My body feels numb
I am indifferent to life
All that matters is you
I can't stay with you
Why do I cope with this so lightheaded;
I feel like I hate you
No one makes me feel worse
But no one makes me feel better
And more alive

Ethereal spirit guide my soul,
For I wander lost in this mortal coil,
Give me strength for days I toil,
Staggering listless, like new born foal.

Cosmic torches, light my path,
My mind is numbed by fear fuelled ire,
Darkness quenching my inner fire,
Crushing me mentally with its wrath.

Travelling the universe, its dimensions vast,
I feel I'm tumbling, confused and lost,
Tormented by some demon I've crossed,
Always alone, from society, cast.

I need some place to rest my head,
Drifting aimless, direction unknown,
My rambling becomes monotonous tone,
Hoping to get there before I'm dead.

© Cinco Espiritus Creation.
2016

eking out the ultimate gasp in my last breath of impulsion
i collapse without a touch of grace at race's end
how i made it i will never know
dazed and in bewilderment
i reminisce upon my journey

an aggregation of barricades assailed me
with iniquitous decadent delight
seeming to writhe in triumph at my possible demise
capitulating as it devoured and spewed me out the other side
i humbly reassembled fragments of my near annihilation

temporarily rehabilitated
i recommenced the toilsome climb
to the treasured peak atop the mount
when in would come the tempest with its furor
and render me asunder

mere exhaustion is not the word
for death experienced recurrently
ground to mulch and back again
screaming, pleading, surrendering
proved futile as i newly met the same demise

near incapacitation i miraculously emerged
and scraping pulled myself with broken heart and bones
scratching my way through the darkness
toppling at the pinnacle
to victory's end

with exhilaration it dawns on me
the long dark night is over
i passed the test to realize
it is not the finish line
but only the beginning

©2016janetaylor