Dec 28, 2008 15:00
Well I can't manage on my own, and I can't be with someone. Who knows why I'm split between the two; why I feel this urgent need to be with someone when I know that it would be wrong.. that I would back out of it faster than a light repelling the darkness.
Stumbling blindly
Hands held forth, feeling the way
Feet inching forward, tripping on unknown ground
Hoping for the light, the light to come.
Hitting the wall
Searching along it, for some sort of end
The bricks crumbling under fingertips
Bleeding as the cuts open again.
A door, a handle
Stuck fast with the hold of steel
Unbending, unbuckling, unmoving
No matter the strength grasping at it.
A cry in the night
Loud, eerily piercing
With the pain tearing through the darkness
That refuses to yield.
A light in the distance.
A small hope, coming closer, closer
Illuminating a face so pure
So beautiful it diminishes the flame held near.
Hands reaching towards each other
The touch, the pull, the warm embrace
A notion of safety
In the midst of the opaque blackness.
To home again
Under the guidance of hearts
Strung together to heal the wounds
Of the battle before.
The light, the heat, the energy,
The force of love, the tug of lust, the encapsulating desires that draw two near
It is but a dream, a vision, a hallucination
As the sobs come once more.
Leaning against the door,
Waiting, forever anticipating
The hope fading as exhaustion takes hold
And closes in.
Eyes flutter closed
Never to awaken, one last ragged breath drawn
Taken by the darkness, the night
And the love that lost its way.
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