Kept in the Dark:
In collaboration with Pen Mysteries
Kept in the dark, on where to start?
Sunbeams can still shine
through brokenness of a window
There’s lead in the seal
and in my soles
Standing (all alone)
haunted by past ghosts
like a house
I’m
a broken vessel (all alone)
Stumbling through mistakes like
most
Break loose with all the wrong steps taken to break one’s fall
No amount of scrubbing
can washout the darkness
of my shadow
My fingers are growing numb
I feel awash like a washboard
Fused with scrutiny
of broken dreams
cloudcovered in the dark
Eyes wide open;
break into tears
heavy in thought
strum, strumming, strummer
break with one’s silence of broken-heartedness
Food for thought
break ones word
like
broken promises
break me down
Am I
so easily forgot,
deep in my bones,
is my existentance all for not?
My future unclear,
like breaking new paths
My soul longs for direction, I myself
forbade to go
Decisions, decisions (break free)
lead me out of my tension
life in high wire-
I, mean haywire suspension!
Kept in the dark, on where to start?
Confused in truth,
refused to refute-
Hopeful the sunniest smiles
to match my gaze
Stretch out your hands; of modest wealth
For in deep of the darkest dark
sensible, sincerity, sensitivity
embraces me
not to disembark
Am I
to stand in line waiting,
for a mentor,to motion me
out of the dark?
About the Creator
Saroyan Coles
I want to empower others with my writing. I have always dreamed of seeing my name, on something.
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