Lost In the Dark

A moment of solitude escapes my mind horrors conflict taunts inner thoughts. Drawing fragmented images dark and strong, haunting even my worst inflicted nightmares. A price I pay to seek out peace and truth, to rest within my tired weary soul of conflict. Breathless wind conjures violent storms, working overtime to pour down on me. When will life ease in glorious mercy letting me receive the gift of blessed joy? Never to loose my praise in darkened battles, singing love in unspoken smiles from my heart. Maddening monsters sicken my body with painful aches of torn shredding. Violently ripping away tender charity draining me into an empty shattered shell. I lay prostrate on wooden willow planks begging with burning tears for mercy. As hollow emotions graze deep inflicted wounds causing lack of faith to build within my temples doubts.