Once upon a time, I was deep in darkness. Deep but content. I found a way to dwell in it.
Till it hit me hard in the early hours of morn. It enveloped my soul, drowning me in a sea of my own tears.
I reached out desperately. Gasping from the strength of the surge.
It was all around me. I reached out to the light, the only light I knew that understood the strength of darkness.
The light of truth.
He heard me, helped me. Pulled me out gradually, despite my continuous going back.
We birthed something beyond words. It was perfect.
But it was taken away from me.
Hurt by light.
Now I'm back there. Swimming in an ocean of dark waters. I need to do this on my own.
I need to be my light.
It's eating me, killing me. But I'll survive... I hope.
I have no more words, words...my painful remedy.
I'll find a way, to be my own light. And escape the claws of darkness.
YOU ARE READING
Lost in me
PoetryWords from the deepest part of my blood red heart. Pouring up everything with each heartbeat. I'll show you my mind...but you can't reach it.