POETRY

Endless Night

Out of the darkness there will be light

The clouded view will become clear as you wipe away the tears

That held you captive from past years…

It is time to step into your brightness that now shines so bright as the

Winds of clarity hit your face, brushing off countless years of disgrace

As I look back on this dark path, I ponder every moment wincing at the

destruction of every turn as I dodge the boulders of pain which seems

to offer never-ending rain

Forging ahead to the seas of the unknown, clairvoyance couldn’t tell the

Tales I would forgo

Through then trenches I prevailed struggling through what was unveiled

With blind faith leading the way, I refused to go astray praying for that

Special day when the rain finally goes away.  

As the seas part, and the

Path clears, my thoughts drift to the coming years

A smile washes over my face, with a new life I embrace

Dropping my trauma on to the floor, shouting “You Do Not Control Me”

ANYMORE…

I now sit in the path of brightness with all the glory of living shining so bright I have now rid the “endless night” …

                                          THE BRINK

A thousand tears I want to cry – flood gates open will I die?

Death is upon me I do fear the gate of hells fury overpowering fear!

Death of a life I used to know, now in the abyss of sorrow - deep dark hole of embers burnt to a crisp a crevasse so large one endless pit of strewing disasters one by one – hating this path truly all done!

Where do I go from here hells bells ringing crystal clear?

Dark anger is all I see flashes of pain running so deep inside my veins – crimson red – yes, I am better off dead!

This is my feelings constricting so tight not letting me see the light of the real world so bright – Will I claim my unspoken truth – lifting me from this treachery, my so-called truth!  Do I dare tell?  Letting the words flow from my lips as it has been one horrendous road trip – can I make it back to the light of day only my voice saving me every step of the way.

From the lowest of low I do fly riding my words writing in the sky –

Look up Look up - they do say – this is finally the right way…  from darkness falls to sun so bright it is time to escape the demons of the night.

Raise your hands to the sky and scream the words as you cry. Save me from my dying day the moment that swept my youth away protruding me into the grips my plight time to take this ultimate flight...

My words more powerful than I ever knew, my savior, my right, my unspoken Truth…