i don't know
but it lingers within me
flowing through my veins
causing my muscles to ache
scratches my heart
and causing that pain

i must say
that emptiness
is finding its way
to knock down my walls
and make me think
about those dismays

never stop until i fall
into the grave of darkness
disappointment
and loneliness

i am slowly fading
but sadness keeps on prevailing

It comes in, sparkling and exciting,
with the promise of fun and zest
like a mist dappled with thrills

but it is a false promise
like the allurements of commercials
with smiling faces and a myriad of glitz

it ends in a state of shame
controlled by lords of the dark
and the owners of hell.

I brim over with gratitude for love
and the forces of beauty and mercy
that break the trance -
the spell always ending
with the unlit inglorious state of shame.

-they- come in waves
dark shadows
among the daylight

haven't they been
drenched in the darkness for long enough?

armed with egos and weapons
first -they- stand in front of you
then -they- plow through you

a moronic display
of the truth that they’re screaming

Back to the darkness again. Eye’s closed but the mind is forever awake. Soundless solitude and white noises of the mind cease to escape. Pulsing bluntness, a bellowing body filled with voices.
Strike the match of desolation and consciousness ignites.
Those walking through the darkness must never be ostracized as they carry with them a disguise.  
What are they hiding?
Why here?
Why all the hate?
Perhaps they never had someone hold them dear, after all is it not hatred that is inspired by fear?
To the little boy shedding tears to a world so cold only to self-reassure,” it will get better when I’m old”. Presenting a heart so timid with a soul so illuminating never to expect the conjecture of ideologies so aesthetic. Kid… they will only put you in a corner and call you pathetic.
To the frustrated teen, frantically spinning out of control punching and kicking the trees, head to the bark screaming. ”am I a disease?”, Jittering through the jabs and punting the pain, snort back the tears and ignite the flame. A heart burning bright never be taken by the fears of darkness it walks through
To the one walking like loner, the one that shall not be named, the burnout, the stoner. The rebel without a cause and not a single movement between his jaws. Day Floating between others but never to stay. A soul so restless with a mind so reckless and a heart never to be projected.
Your kind heart will not stay quiet forever
To the one with the sealed chest and the silver-tongued scars, the one who sees the world that astounds but never utters the past. You lay there proclaiming, bound to the grass. “I don’t need it…Ill love myself, I don’t need it from anyone else”.  Future hearts broken from the pieces of a shattered past, oppose the merciless shadows to be cast
Back to the darkness again, eyes open and mind never at rest.
Will another instance of love be put to the test?

There were times
her heart ached so
she thought
she's crumbling to pieces
like a broken glass
made of pain and despair

Falling through the darkness

She wanted to cry
but no tears ever came
Should one even try
to play a lost game?

She wanted to scream
but only whisper echoed
Worse than a bad dream
a pilgrim on a ******* road

these days, shining a light
In the darkness
Is harder than it sounds.
But don't give up.
There are still people
Looking to be found

Today I am running on empty
nothing inside to fuel my rising
from this morass.

Does this wet lowland into which I sink
come from me
or the invading viral horror?

Alone I cannot raise myself up
I need a power far greater than me
to invade heavy me
with light.

Ever darkening the trees slowly take the sun.

Ever thickening the trees surely rule this trail.

Ever freighting trees making you have to run.

Ever attacking trees start causing you to flail.

Ever persisting they will do all that it takes.

Ever exhausting you soon fall from their wrath.

Ever defraying all of your major mistakes.

Ever realizing this was indeed the wrong path.