Un Ease

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The midnight hour approach’s with such an unease lying all around. Feelings
of despair and desperation that slowly turn the gut, entrapping, twisting and
contorting your emotions into a world without understanding. The pure smell
of death sent from the depths of hell drench every vessel of your mind, waiting
for the lord of despair to become present in your very midst.

He will claim your thoughts and dreams, extracting them from the very
essence of your life, snatching them with a smile of contempt as he derides
you into a life of failure, obliterating the happiness, joy and serenity that you
once found in the bosom of love.

Then quietness, so still, so claim, but with such a silence so loud smashes
any reason or conjecture into a madness of torment and fear, paralyzing the
emotions, ripping the very heart from your life as it torments and incarcerates
your soul.

Emptiness then descends removing all feelings of compassion, numbing
every emotion, as it leaves you to look through the two way mirror of life with
no hope and abandonment.

Trapped in a life of self preservation you notice a change, an adjustment
to the lives of those around, you feel their pain, caused by the gravity of
their isolation, that leaves them so desolate, frustrated and angry.

Then from afar you watch the slow destruction of their soul, but deep inside
you have an inner knowledge that you can no longer defend or protect them
as once before.

Over time they have mocked and tormented, trying to destroy and control
the feelings of love, they have persecute your soul with the failure of emotions
then slowly emptied the vessel of love. With an intensity so strong they have
destroyed all hope and understanding then demised the caring person that
you once were.

Through their blinkered glasses and lack of knowledge they have not realised
that you have removed the embers of love from their lives and concealed them
under the bushel of protection in your burning heart.

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For a time you still offered the love and passion only to see it rebuked and
pushed away, you cared and defended their rights, giving comfort and
compassion to support their soul and life, but now tears of pity flood your
soul for the flower of life they once were, hoping with e deep desire that
one day their happiness will return and the beauty that encompassed
their lives will again shine brighter than the morning sun.

Deep into the depths of despair they have fallen, only to be mesmerised
and ridiculed under the spell of a new mentor, craving a deep lust, to
covet, envy and destroy through jealousy all the things they once held
precious.

Then with contentment swamping their minds they allowed hatred,
derision and confusion to develop, slowly dominating their passion,
love and feelings as it forces them to return to a life full of
discontentment, regret and fear from yester year.

They cradle their past for protection, seeking answers to questions
that have already been answered, ignoring compassion, rebuking truth,
dismissing honesty they gradually slip into a dense fog woven from the
lies and deceit that consumes and chocks their very freedom.

In time the powers of their mentor diminish, releasing his grasp and
restraints, removing the blinkers of injustice that have clouded their
mind with such contempt.

A resurgence of true love begins to envelop their soul, liken to the
morning dawn breaking through the shadow of the night, exposing
the flaws of false dreams, revealing that at times love may be tested
but never conquered, that those who have been touched will never
be separated, and the passion for truth and love will never be
quenched.