In darkness

[ThatMan]

This poetry is the best description of my darkest hour, something that I experienced many times in my life. It seems that lately I've been finding myself writing more than I ever wrote before. I don't really know what's happening. I had a dream many months ago, a powerful vision, in that vision someone gave me a poetry, there were at least two people, they had the appearances of people that I know but I knew that they were using those appearances so that I feel confortable. Of course, I had no idea what that meant but now, it kinda makes sense.


I am once again in darkness,
Far away from the eternal light,
I am waiting for the proper moment,
To escape this God given right,

To live or not to live,
To leave or not to leave ,
Life is all there is, and this,
It's not what life really is,

Waking up with this dull pain,
Sure there's no one else to blame,
Than this body-mind relationship,
That got infected with a grippe,

I moved to left and I moved to right,
Trying to find a way through fight,
What I found, it never lasts,
Emotions always find a way to blast

Those who have this inner cold,
They are those who got the mold,
And it's eating them alive,
Taking every drop of life