A Poem From Within

Part I

I dream with a born desire, one day something or someone will exhibit the fire that lies within to rekindle the amber's that once burned with a flame so bright.

Ashes lie to dust they strive, cinders of my long lost drive, I no longer exist.

Wanton joys listlessly dead, words unsaid.

I dare to see a blood red sun rise embrace the sky... all things in her mist an earthly high.

Hear the waves crash to the shore, an antidote to sooth the core.

Feel the wind in my hair, smile at such dismay, a stray I tuck behind my ear, smelling the freshness of the salty air, a moment in time, the world at my feet.

The illusion broken, my soul defeat.

A grassy bed an invite to the sky.

I'll lie upon and gaze at the cumulous as they float by, their secrets left intact as all others scatter without a single word said!

All images of darkness and thoughts unexplored are my deepest dread.

My eyes alone will see from the visions that they're fed, their sight stored, reflections read.

Part II

Standing on a mountain top, I'd watch the world below... reaching from a soulless soul, to cast the darkness out.

Oh! the welcome of a little light to feel the fires reignite and perhaps the softness of another soul.

To cast all shadows dwelling where they no longer should abode, old memories that left their luggage no longer kept in hold.

The need to breath, not hold a breath and feel the freedom enfold.

I cast the darkness and feign the light, a pitiful place amid the joy I wish to know, there is always burden, with insight.

I must rejoin the human race and stand with others in my right full place with strength not fury, to see the light.

I know this...

Alas I feel the need to know, as all is such a fight, if not my heart it is my soul that causes a merry dance, in all the darkness a welcome light unburdens a heavy mind.

One day I pray my thoughts will be easier to find, to understand at last...

Shadows cast will leave the air, to soar alone and find the beast I am to be, a demon of darkness in gratifying my soul and I will wonder why?

I'll find my path and reconcile in deliberations, although I fear at times for all that's lost and for things I no longer care.

There is too much to be said,

and sometimes it remains in stone.

The loneliness I feel...

...and now I wish only to be alone.

Part III

To be alive; feel the beat within my heart, a swell of bursting song, euphoria...

yet all I know is hurt and wrong.

I try to stand my ground, a quiver with each step; I look around knowing there will never be a day, I won't be swallowed by the ground, immersed in bleak darkness...

I will always carry a burden and blamed when it's not true. I will shrug and walk tall, forever from the debts, with strength of stride, embrace my life and see life from the other side.

Thoughts of mine will always be darker than the norm, it may be said of things being known, makes easier they way I feel, therefore I realize and embrace the forlorn.

Happiness is not mine to own.

I know this...

And then; there is the loneliness, so deep within my mind, thoughts I discover swirl within my head, I am alone...

I hear the voices, the room is full of people, I don't know, nor do I care.

I clink my glass and smile as I feel I must.

My eyes travel to inspect the ceiling, rolling in their sockets, searching for freedom, my stomach heaving.

Will my footprint be in this world? If not.....

perhaps you'll hear me screaming.

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