Unbridled Darkness ...

Unbridled Darkness

As I search for the light
in this eerily familiar room
Darkness won’t let me
find the switch I assume
I feel for the walls
that confine this hopeless space
So close yet so far away
that known boundaries are misplaced
 

Where lays that lost tunnel
that funnels away the despair ?
I know I have been there on hands and knees
naked, broken, bleeding and bare
Obscurity consumes me
I sense my aching soul
Am I back here again
in the isolation of forlorn holes ?
 

Is this a daunting dimness
no faint light may penetrate ?
Are these dark shadows’
self-tormenting delusions only a chimera state ?
Can I patiently wait
for the illusive light in this room ?
Isolation hears no mourning
as if this were my ultimate tomb ?

 Blessed be the final anguish
when merciful surrender evolves  into solitude
After all I nearly found redemption,
when I was rescued from earthly turpitude
Memories of slowly drowning,
gasping for a vivid dream
As the angels of mercy hovered over
the ultimate final scene

 Don’t deny what’s within the shadows
The  soul is never alone
In this place where midnight floods heartache,
with all that insignificance condones
Surely hopefulness  has merely vanished
as broken hearts leak
The last drops of love rain down in silence
while the spirit within is willing but the flesh is weak

 The soul of a man still clenches
for the tunnels to daylight
If only the mind could follow
its intuition’s path from black and white
As I search for the light
in this proverbial empty space
Dreaded darkness won’t unveil
illumination’s key to guidance that’s misplaced
 

These walls seem so claustrophobic
like fear has consumed
But darkness still envelops
the warrior’s tomb
Yearning for a passage
that was lost along route
Scratching and crawling,
loneliness timidly reaches out  . . .
 

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