Pain found in the far reaches of a darkened mind melts all evidence of joy in the heart; Shadows waste within the corners of life and bring clouded visions of all dreams and divine. The here and now, as one should live, becomes a prison locked for only some to see; Chaining the spirit, of a once proud soul, now broken in pieces without life anymore.
The choices from those, once promised to care, has the power to take your treasures unaware; Continuing along in the world without thought and the feeling of “free” without even a dare. To plan an exit without even a thought on how it would land on the unlucky distraught; Leaving behind so many questions unanswered that it can only be seen as a deliberate action.
The flames in life are so quickly doused out yet for no other reason than the other self doubt; Sending chocking sensations that burn to the core left to cool to a lifeless “forever more”. The shreds of a lifeless clinging form who cannot move from its walls of chloroform; Ensuring emotional paralysis, as a part of existence, fills our life with much unwanted resistance.
Hidden deep in the mind from way far below, a small voice is heard shouting a strange hello. A semblance or thread of the once lively glow is trying to say that is must be made to grow. Can you hear, are you listening, to the harried frantic non-opposing woe? Or has the fire for life extinguished and cold, please please say we will not continue to fold.
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Hope you keep that fire lit.....regards Mick.
Wonderful Write!
Sinclair