James Inman Poet Free verse

It is You

Swallowed in  the deepest recesses of the night
enveloping me in satin folds, so dark, so lonely.
The emptiness I see emanates from within me.
Like moonless nights that swallow the sun in ebon darkness,
it seeps from my pores blinding me
the loneliness ever reaching for me.  
Then like the colors of a brilliance cut diamond
the darkness breaks and morning splendor appears.

It is you who banishes the clouds.
It is you who's radiance illuminates my soul.
It is you who warms me with your beautiful light.
It is you who whispers gentle secrets into my ear.
It is you who makes me smile.
It is you who gives me hope.
It is you who helps me live again.
It is you.
It is you;
until, you are no more.

Without explanation, without reason, without comment
you have cast me back into the darkness, into the loneliness
into the pain of never ending night;
Now, but, to await the ending of time in its final mercy.
Never more to again know such emptiness and boundless sorrow.
Finally to realize the comfort of ever lasting sleep,
never to dream again, never to feel the agony,
as my soul writhes and withers in my grave.



11/21/2024

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Michael Tor August 2, 2025 at 7:06 PM James such a heartfelt piece my friend, I can really relate and at one time was in a dark place like this. It really hit home with me. How great are your lyrics my friend they really captures grief and despair a favorite my friend. Keep writing James we miss you... James Inman September 15, 2025 at 6:12 PM Hi Michael, thank you for all of your wonderful comments over the years, and forgive me for not seeing this comment sooner. I have been working on a project for the last 10 months or so, but my ability to write poetry seems almost dead inside of me now. I visit The Soup but find myself lost with all of the new poets and poems being added. Somehow it does not seem to be the same comforting place I once knew. I do not blame Poetry Soup for this, in deed I am very happy that it is doing so well and I am proud to be a Life Time Member. I think it is me. Life has been taking its toll. Thank you again.

Laura Breidenthal May 25, 2025 at 9:17 PM I can feel the loneliness, the hope in this James. You’re an incredible writer! I love the contrast of the darkness and the light—both are powerful in this piece. Hope things will look up on your end—you deserve to wake up to the light, not the darkness! Always, Laura James Inman May 26, 2025 at 6:17 AM An especially long day, Laura. Thank you for your kind words.

FJ Thomas February 28, 2025 at 1:14 PM It is a pain that makes one wish for death... I'm sorry to read life has been abusing you as well. But I wish so much the best for you James. Take care please FJ Thomas March 2, 2025 at 11:10 AM I wish I could say I didn't understand, but I understand ...far too well. May you find peace James, one that cannot be taken from you. James Inman March 2, 2025 at 4:51 AM Thank you for your comment. It is the difficulty of knowing that deep inside of me I could pick myself up and move on with life and never look back, but not wanting to that hurts. I don't want the change that has come. I just want my life back.

CayCay Godwin February 7, 2025 at 8:44 PM Oh, how beautifully you expressed the depth of depression from pain love-lost can cost. I felt the desperation of pain in your emotive lines. Your write delivers. Where are you? I was gone about 3 years, until this month, and came to check on you. Hello? CayCay James Inman February 8, 2025 at 10:20 AM Hi CayCay, its nice to hear from you. i'm afraid my life has taken some very unpleasant turns in the last couple of years and I have had little incentive to write. I visit the soup only occasionally now. Talking about me, where did you go?