Adflicto

I just want to curl up and away Forever lost in the land of dreams. Where is that happy land of sunshine? Lost in a perpetual storm; am I The storm or is it around me? The dark Beast forever stalking my Light, my life of laughter, smiling. I thought I was safe but then The grief tore my soul apart Once again, I was broken, ruined. The circles, the fears and desires All mockery of me, the joke. Escape but not for me, chained to Walls of the pit I’ve fallen into. Too much of everything yet not Enough and the paradox is heartless. Raving mad and angry at the world, At life so cruel and beautifully still. A hope, a whisper so frail like frost In the shining light of angry morning. What am I, anyway, except thoughts And a bundle of torn up skin? Tired and wracked with thoughts so dark, Peace must be found or I shall Break.