I sing the song of a withering rose, who’s petals have lost the light of their beauty and the attention of their beloved gardener. Heaven has abandoned me and shut its crystal gates before my face. The radiant sun has betrayed me, for it no longer fills me up with the essence of life. Now it only seeks to accelerate the loss of my grace. I’ve lost the affections of the wind and every bee in this dreadful garden has forgotten the sweetness of my love. The drums of my ears can no longer tune to the gentle song of this loving Earth. The frigid echoes of Death are all I hear Whispering “Embrace me, for I am near. Embrace me, for I am here. Embrace once again, for I have left..”
If I adore You out of fear of Hell, Burn me in Hell! If I adore you out of desire for Paradise, Lock me out of Paradise. But if I adore you for Yourself alone, Do not deny to me Your eternal beauty.
I find myself within the darkest night One with inescapable pain And rocks chipping me away I am in the dark night of the soul One of the worst times in my life I wonder how the moon ever looked bright
'Will I ever come out of this night?' 'I don't really know' My mother told me when I was thirteen years old I was already tired of life Worn down to a crackling wire That sparks to the touch I'm dangerous to those who know me And even those who don't, know enough I'm trapped in the dark night of the soul Can someone please open a window?
The dark night of the soul Envelopes me in its embrace Smiles as it kisses my face 'Hush,' she says, 'Everything will be okay' But I have run from this night that has taken me, hostage I have escaped this cage of the day unlit
I am past you now I have beat the dark night of the soul Now I can love Those who matter most
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
Though phantoms may be howling at the edges of my mind Ripping away gobs of flesh until my soul lies exposed Rotting off my skull, hanging loose from my tired bones Whilst the terrifying multitude of my unseen fear Hath become like the vile, gnashing teeth of night's Reaper As I bare witness to the demons rising and writhing Within the silver pool of my own lean, haunted reflection Yet I cannot turn away; Even in my darkest hour I must summon the courage to stay; For this is my reckoning.