A Will To Stay

A playful venture
A silly notion
Mocking and attacking
With words meant to cringe at
Led to a deep dark cave
Of red lights and echoing screams.

What i see there
You have not thought about.
As he guts her hair
And thrashes her around,
A white clipboard
Promises sanctuary
From a rite unknown,
A denial, unacceptable
Never really free to roam
Circles within circles.

An impression of my hand
A nod of my head,
Her gleam of satisfaction
Escapes my eye
But seals a space for me
As i stare at her eyes,
With an air of triumph
And ill will
She asks me
So what will you do?

Tides Of

A moment of confusion

Of whether or not

A longing for answers

When things look the darkest.

I shiver as I consider

Possibilities, consequences

I dread the travel back

To the beginning

Where voices around

State what I should attend to.

A cacophony of noises

An influx of wishes

Demanding recognition

Sole winner of the moment

And the years to come.

Shall it be mine

Or a wish repressed

To welcome the desolate soul

Into a moment of relief

Short-lived, but still there.

A Walk Through Memory

I walk through the vines

They slither over my feet

Delicate yet numbing

Draped over branches

They hiss as I walk.

As I see ahead

The uncertain light 

Of nostalgia yet regret.

What lies beyond

Miles of blue

From a point

Of should I 

Or should I not.