She is in the
darkness.
A child reaching
for light.
Her soul to young
to pray..
To young
to say..
Babies afraid
of the dark.
She doesn't need much..
Just a pinhole
of a spark.
A distant star
in the galaxy...
Just enough light
to keep
the demons away
They lurk in the
darkest shadows..
Waiting..
To take her back.
Back to the hell
from whence she came.
She was not meant
to be born.
So they wait
in prey..
Waiting for the
stars to fade..
These demons
are apart of her..
She apart of them.
They are siblings
from another life..
Of
Emptiness..
Darkness..
Emotionalist
Nothingness
They do not know of..
love
life
hurt
shame
They know nothing
of these earthly gains..
For there is
Heavenly light
Even in pain.
Every emotion sparks
something unseen..
Ahh, but these demons
will not let her be..
The star is fading..
The darkness comes..
She knows she is
not alone..
She feels their demonic
urgency growing.
As they wait
to take her home.
She knows it is useless
to fight.
Because darkness
will always
overcome the light.
Such an outstanding
write...
Trixie :)
Love from India - Joel -
Even in pain.
Never stop writing!!!
will always
overcome the light.
Your poem is great but I cannot agree with these lines. Just my opinion of course.
Jack
Excellent,
Reindeer
Chrissie
of a spark.
A distant star
in the galaxy..."
This says so much..just a pinhole...
Excellent write.
love you
josie
Sharon;)
missed you this one is very touching.
Love the last stanza.
Peggy