Shadows Embrace

Shadows embrace
Shake with anger or maybe
Pain?
Bloody knuckles and
Shattered mirror
Disgust.

Flood of emotions
Overwhelmed spirit
Easily broken.
Fear envelops while
Soul is sealed
Away.

Forced lock-down
Robotic formation
Blink.
Self preservation through
Valley of Death.
Survive.

Holograms

How do you control the way you think?
You can’t remove your thought process like
A strand of multi-dimensional holograms

Projected onto sections of thin air.
I try in vain, to rearrange their order,
To place my face above the rest
And to make the image of my Father
Reside above them all.
But they won’t
Move.

They refuse to unravel.
They stay united declining to unhook
Their clasps. They stay locked together
As a perfect plasmas continuation of my thoughts.
I don’t want them to exist in any form
Let alone in this abstract
Pattern.

I ravage myself,
Seeking to physically force them outside of me.
I destroy the very thing you created.
Placing the silver tip to my temple
I draw a line, a hinge to open this box
I hope these thoughts soon
Escape.

The images falls across the sky
Like tiny explosions.
Each one holds a little part of me
But I am no pyrotechnic and even though
I can feel them, I can see them, I still cannot
Rearrange something I did not
Create.

Frustrated and angry I scatter them
With a hostile sweep of my hand and
They fall to the floor and dissipate into
Numerous sections. Now I can barely make out
The individual lines of any single entity
In the grain of the floor they are
Lost.


I sit in all my emotional discord
I grumble and complain and contemplate
My mistakes. The images I wish to destroy
With water or flame. I grimace at the thought
Of another seeing this part of me.
So I quickly grab the broom and
Sweep them into the
Trash.

Monster

I once vowed not to let this happen again
To be watching, waiting for this monster
I didn’t want it to best me once, let alone twice
But it has surfaced in the water

I saw its ugly face rise up
Its mass of a body towering above me
Its eyes haunting me from the shadows of my past
Destruction is its desire

But if I fought it once, twice
Then the third time, I know where to strike
Where to stab and wound

So I move swiftly
No hesitation
I strike, and strike and strike once more
Until it rests at my feet
Cowering before my sword

I am no addict,
Death does not reside in me
I will not idling stand by as you rob
Me of life.

Life was instilled in me,
Planted from a seed, it was nourished
And nursed back to health

You will not destroy
What another determined would prosper
You will not touch
What another decided will soon be joy.

Light of the World

Terror floods over my body
Alone in this dark cold place
I feel the walls of the cave surrounding me
I scream, and it echoes a thousand times back
There is nothing here
But darkness

I grasp the air hoping to find a helping hand
Instead I latch onto a torch of some sort
I try to light it, to give it some gleam of sunlight
And it slowly flickers
So I fan it
Into a flame

And so my world becomes anew
As color splashes against the walls
I can see the cave for what it really is
A system of catacombs fathoms below the sea
My torch illuminates the path
So I take the
First step.

But with the first step, comes the first fall
I slide down the edge of the cave desperately seeking a handhold
And as I cling tightly to the very last one
Your arms reach up and catch me,
Before I fall

As we rise from the ground, hand in hand
Daylight fills the passage way
Pouring from the outside earth
And spilling onto us as if
We were one

Yet as I turn to look towards the light
I notice that it is not coming from the path up ahead
It radiates from you, like a lighthouse in the darkest night
You have shown me the way and as we emerge from the cave
The rays engulf us

Exiting the chasm, I turn to look at the black hole behind us
But you take my face in your hands and gently say
I love you, you are my everything,
And in that moment, I exist in entirety and you have
Rid me of the darkness that once plagued my soul.