The Cleansing
I compare myself with nothing
Until everything is heard
I then forget what I’m becoming
Until my demons get too scared
And in a feeling that avails me
My patience fades to night
For the coming of your answers
I’ve embittered this sweet light
Darkness overpowers
My memories quake in pain
The dust that comes to settle
Has made my life so vain
I never seem to fight it
I do not know it’s there
But for the light that’s ever shining
I wouldn’t even think to care
Constantly reminded
As the pain is everywhere
And with the feelings that still guide me
It is my hate that’s always heard
Now I compare myself with nothing
Until everything is seen
I know what I’ve become now
But then my answers wipe me clean
Forever understanding
The reminder in my wake
But with the angel growing stronger
I will light up the darker days
Copyright © Ian Petch | Year Posted 2008
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