In the obscurity of a moonless night

I stood there in the obscurity of the moonless night 
wrapped in the dense blanket of past transgressions
searching for a place of solace
wrestling the demons within for what's left of my heart
an soul
we think we are free when can not see the chains
but rich or poor, free or enslaved 
we will be held to an judged by our own words an deeds

I myself haunted more by words that were never said as
I stood outside looking in terrified the words I had were 
not good enough 
petrified of the thought of being rejected
no not tonight maybe tomorrow
but tomorrow never came 
she got tired of waiting yesterday

so here I stand in the obscurity of a moonless night 
wrapped in the dense blanket of past transgressions
searching for a place of solace
wrestling the demons within for what's left of my heart
an soul

~ D Donner ~

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"...searching for a place of solace..."

I beat down my demons and have found solace or forgetfulness in writing and in the eyes of my grandson. I loved deeply, now it is hard to just be kind. Everyone has an issue - a bone - a trial - a thing to weigh them down. Pain, physical pain doesn't help - time to go take a tylenol - Be okay you, if not with love, all my kindness possible for you :D ~ Star ~

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