Darkness Until Dawn

Hope in God. If you have good hope and faith in Him, you shall be delivered from your enemies. Diamond opened her eyes to darkness. The dream I had been chasing was a soft one, of a past that never was. Sweet, the flickers of something warm and heartening. I dreamt of the life I thought was mine, until my nemesis opened my eyes. Sometimes I can feel him whispering into my thoughts, and like a warrior in mortal combat I rage against him with all my strength, and yet I cannot expel him. He is insidious. He is everywhere. But He will not defeat me. The dream was so vivid, and for a few moments I hold fiercely to the fading images. If only I could dream whilst awake, I would never let that vision pass. But my eyes began to adjust, bringing me back to a place familiar and comforting in the strange way that prison walls are comforting to someone too long behind locked doors. The room is small and dark, and sparsely furnished. There are no pictures on the walls, no knickknacks. The sheets of ...

I don ’t know you You’re not my friend Nor family, nor lover To me you’re nothing at all. Yet I open my world to you. You listen to my secrets. They play in the shadows of your mind And I wonder what you’re not telling me You seem to exist in another dimension In a place I simply cannot go Yet I struggle to reach you nonetheless never understanding why I try. Sometimes I want to tear you down, To belittle you and say hard truths To break your façade and draw your tears In a clumsy attempt to make you real. You’ve done to me not a single crime but I easily pretend you’ve done everything. I try to believe that hurting you is justice Yet I am powerless to pursue such righteousness I don’t want to feel anything when I look at you. I pursue complete apathy, though I fail every time. You’re not a part of my life so why are you in it? The simple truth is that you aren’t. I don’t deny that the adversary lies within me I know that you are more than a reflection I can warp my concept of you minu...

There upon the sandy shore beneath a smoky sky Past the telltale varied trappings where the tourists lie Beyond the rocks and midst the surf betwixt the land and sea You’ll find me at the island’s end… just the gulls and me.   The gulls at least they have their flock The waves the tide; the crabs the rocks I alone here have no purpose No flock to join, no fins to surf with.   I seek out peace at island’s end Only to face familiar questions again I find that doubts are my only companion As I search for signs but never find them   I can see in the distance the tourists cavort Delighting in words, sun and sport But the chaos of life has worn me down I jealously guard what peace I’ve found.   Certainly, I could pretend to belong Buy a few drinks and they’ll play along We’ll laugh and play and fight the tide Without a thought of duty or pride   But once I dreamt of following a creed Of being a crusader of great words and deeds. It seems to me many ages ago But I once...