Whispers From The DarkA Poem by Brandon JursichSilence can be unsettling to a weakened state of mind
The voices of dread from what I call the broken souls have remained silent more often than not lately and they no longer disturb me of my rest on long empty nights when I lay awake. It seems as though this silence is no longer a blessing to me as I can hear many more of my own restless thoughts and I fight even more to maintain peace and my own well being within the walls of my mind. Where have these voices been hiding , are they so afraid of my new found determination and lust for life. I know what happens when I let them suck my soul completely dry , it gets twisted and bent as I fall into a seemingly empty and drab sense of reality without any purpose or reserves of strength to help me paint a better picture and climb out. I've seen true darkness and I won't be pulled back in so easily , only I can allow myself to lose hope and turn the key to seal my fate and let the terrible beast out of the box so it can be free to turn this world inside out so everyone will see what I let myself become. I won't put out the flame of hope I started to kindle inside my heart until I no longer open righteous and virtuous eyes as I awaken my spirit every new day I am blessed without a trail of regret falling close behind. The spirits of dread no longer being fed by my own blood, sweat and tears as I walk an aimless path amongst the shadows in the night , no longer a lost lonely little boy in the fog .
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1 Review Added on April 20, 2020 Last Updated on April 20, 2020 AuthorBrandon JursichChicago, ILAboutMy name is Brandon and I have lived a chaotic life and I am on here to share poetry, short stories , graphic novel ideas , contemporary artistic literature and other forms of creative writing from the.. more..Writing
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