Bruised eyes staring in the mirror, incomprehension
why am I like this, why is there always so much fear
What ever happened to the child that I wanted to be
what ever happened to the dreams that I had?
Solid as a wall, one must force their way through the smokey gloom
tentative steps sometimes taken on hands and knees
Sometimes I just want to lie where I fall and wait for it to be over
but always something makes me go on.
Tears are wept, souls fly free, love disappears
tree limbs crisscrossed, hiding the exit
The gloom a tangible taste in your copper-ed mouth
when all you want is the light and growth.
©Jay-lyn Doerksen July 29/14
Silence spins out like a golden thread, spider like silk
distance no longer about space but emotion
Fears and desire combined to hold your hopes together
and you watch, and you wait to see if it will crumble.
Living at the seaside in a house made of sand, a moat
keeping the tide from attacking at the banks, eaten away
Water creeps closer and closer and still you wait
hoping that dreams can still come true?
A top the tower, watching the beast ravage the man
a forest of wickedness and lies, black truths
To protect and keep your faith nigh
what the hell is going on?
Waking every morning, a scream upon your face
smitten with the devil who tortures you all night
How did you get here and do you really care?
so long as the peace has been written.