At the depths of introversion the shadows of the soul seek to engulf inner light. |
Shadow-Play I'm stalking these shadows, as they stalk me back. They wait for my trip and my fall, then they snap. The better I'm feeling, the harder they claw, as they force me to misery, so I clench my jaw. Flailing about with emotions so raw that they rip me apart and I cry as I fall. These monsters, these demons, these creatures so tall, that I lose sight of hope, yet remember it all. It seemed in the past, and I certainly knew, that it once was abounding and holding me through. But where has it gone, and when shall I gain, the hope and the promise and release of pain? Yet so far of now only screams in my brain. My soul needs a lifeline, I'm sinking again. Shadow-Swarmed Swarming and covered by shadows again... The end of redemption and traps of my sins. I'm falling, still dropping, still clawing at air. Wondering when I'll wake from this nightmare. How can you help me, if you don't hurt too? And who can tell I'm hurting much worse than you? My options are thinning, reversing my gains until all that is left of my dreams are the stains. Who can salvage what small hope remains? I'm spinning in circles as energy drains. Won't you please step with me? Out to the deep? And sleep in this darkness love, forever sleep. |