I sit awake and cry
But the Moon becomes forgiving tonight Softly calling out to me With the glowing of her light My hands are numb and trembling My eyes only feel the strain Ever seeking of the next respite Faith beyond this blinding pain The churn within my body now Nausea barely kept at bay Dare I wave the flag of ivory? Or hold my ground in grit and stay? A cold surrounds this spirit Its demons howl just out of sight The laughter from the hellhounds' cackle Make it hard to stay in this fight Am I the only one that sees it? The truth beyond this mask The game of life forever forging A double edged sworded task The few that I allow entrance in The catacombs where my thoughts reside Don't often know the dangers lurking Within the matrix where I hide So as the dark creeps into dawn The haunting chill begins to fray Reveals a weary soul left battle worn But the foe's been kept at bay The sun beams now Crest horizon A brilliant rendering of new New day starts; new silver lining Darkness reveals life's emotional hue.
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Julie WestphalAuthor, Poet, Dreamer Archives
February 2024
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