Healing
deep within my twisted soul
constant whispers fill the black
muted dreams lay where they fall
echoed thoughts rebounding back
an eternal tempest with no end
pure reason drowned apon its rage
darkness falls to take revenge
engulfs my soul within its cage
taints the passion of my heart
burns each and every laboured beat
cracks appear as it falls apart
and lays in tatters at my feet
a collosal weight my concious bore
my innerself brought to its knees
then a whisper cries no more
as your will begins to breathe
a single spark ignites your soul
numbness dies as you start to feel
lucid thoughts begin to grow
as your heart begins to heal
Copyright © Darren Risden | Year Posted 2018
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