Friday, April 26, 2013

Fire & Light






No! I can’t breathe
No! I can’t wait.
I run, and burn,
And suffocate.

These walls around me,
Their suppression is on.
Oh my! Oh my!
How woebegone!

Seasons have changed.
My throat still dry.
I wish I could sulk
And sit down and cry.

Hopeless, insatiable;
My inexplicable need.
The thirst, pain, want;
All ineffable, indeed.

The big Man above me.
A guiding light? Maybe.
But then what use is light of,
To a man who cannot see?

My being rocked, fits of pain.
Shuddering thoughts, in my mind.
Some say it’s clear, right ahead.
I can see, yet I am blind.

Bleeding within, I am tonight.
The infighting resumes with the wrong and the right.
I push and I push, with all my might.
But it eludes me; much needed insight.

Battered and bruised, tattered yet whole.
I’ve lost my mind; now losing my soul
The world feels empty, dark and cold;
As I put the assent of darkness on hold.

The light must emerge,
The light must inspire.
After eons of darkness
I’ve just found the fire.

The fire will heal me,
Put me to rest.
But come back, I will.
With more of my best.