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There Are Things I Never Want To Know

There are darknesses that I don't want to know I never want to meet you on any street or back alley You paying so deep the price of a soul sold cheap Ripped by cruelty I don't want to know you!!! Searing force and darkness. I don't want to see you!!!! You're wretched brilliant eyes are too sharp for me I see what you've become The Very glaring brilliance of your pain turned to darkness is something I cannot heal or can I? My steel? my strength? My hope? my preservation? So gently into the night comes kindness the soft pillow. a gentle hand Does heart hope to the heel? Gently into the night the softest touch and kindness of thought doth bring Hope???? even unto a vampire? Cannot kindness in its meanness it's softening ointment a Salve A cream soft as white dew sweetness of truth Unto a life that has known nothing but cruelty? Is it all lost? Like a babe or teen adopted into a space of generosity Does a soul ever really give up or does it forever hold in its core? A flickering tiny flame of creations possibilities. a place of perfect peace a tiny gem of truth known to all in the cell walls of birth can it not be found if brought to an island built of such precious gems as that? redemption What is to be reborn not in religion but in faith in life? if given to or lost forever to a rank red space I demand that you give me back my shoulder A shoulder upon which children can cry and in crying. Remember that every soul has a home in me I demand my children back! No child ever lost that cannot be found No soul ever so dark that cannot find its way to light to blues and hues of heaven Follow the tiny flicker at the tiny light that still exists so very deep in your soul path ...up through the long channel and at the end of the longest tunnel they're still exists. The holy morning sunrise my light-of the true Light

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Date: 12/27/2022 11:54:00 AM
I am sorry for what you went through, i think all of us have a darkness which we do not want to go back to, but there are always these triggers that remind us and destroy our minds... deeply emotive poem.
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Date: 12/7/2022 7:38:00 PM
Looking beyond one lifespan (possible if we do a PLR session assisted by an evolved medium), we will be shown that the soul rotates polarity or let’s say, exchanges roles. Tormentor becomes victim, to (1) experience spherically and (2) forgive unconditionally, to thereby transcend.
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