waiting for the glowing light of love to find its way back to me

like a darkened theater the exit sign above the door illuminates
like a promise of divine intervention
but it opens into the same dark world it always does
you can put hell's demons in cages locked away in the darkest parts of your mind but that won't stop them from haunting you
all I ever wanted in my sorry-assed life was a single thing worth fighting for

total unconditional love
such a simple thing one would think
I've won so many battles but lost the war
and ended up broken hearted and alone
feeling like another dumb grunt goin' someplace I'm gonna regret
but like a soldier of fortune I keep moving forward

I run my fingers down the pages of the ancient book
looking for the spells that can turn back time
maybe even save a man's soul
I find myself waiting out the storm
waiting out the wrath of the gods
waiting for the glowing light of love
to find its way back to me

this turbulent soul of a warrior poet shall not be contained nor repressed and certainly never shall it be self extinguished
in spite of the horrors it has witnessed
the torment it has weathered
love was found an hate was explored in measure
left forevermore scared
intellectually challenged
emotionally destroyed
and socially unfit

but I keep moving forward
waiting for the glowing light of love
to find its way back to me


~ D Donner ~
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"...like a promise of devine

"...like a promise of devine intervention..." Miracle wishing, some claim they happen, I think it is all a miracle, the good and the hellish. To see and think and feel . . . it gets no better - even if the feeling is mostly pain and the thinking all over the place most days. Broadening my horizons with books - to escape perhaps, but also to collect ideas for poems and locating my vocabulary. This was thought provoking write. - Lady A -