In the Darkness of Night

A taste of what it feels like to have your life on hold, fearing that you may not wake up again...

The darkness creeps around this empty room,

Encircles all my thoughts which turn to night,

Engulfed by shadows black as midnight gloom,

My mind remains a pris’ner banned from light.

No words do comfort here, no thoughts console; 

Not here, alone among the shadowed ruins,

Where I lay this, my broken, weary soul

And pray that this be not my cold cocoon. 

And when the sun, He rises once again,

I dwell on that, and know the night is through,

I’ll live to see another come the same,

And fear it as it nears; a threat renewed.

And peace is hard to come by nowadays,

Still morning comes and I lay here awake.

Reviews

[Briana O'Connor]

Ah, such beautiful words lie in dark expressions. I just love your writing style. Once again very vivid and emotional expressions. The piece flowed perfectly and you even added your own personal touch be changing a word. Great emphasis on each seen and and strike of fear. Thank you for sharing and keep up the great work!

[Mazie]

Thank you very much Briana :) I really appreciate your kind words ^^

[Tom]

Like being in a perpetual coma, aware of your surroundings but being unable to move or communicate with the outside world !

A darkly surreal write, cerebrally penned !

[Mazie]

Thank you for your comments and review ^^ I like your analogy, I never thought of it like that before, but I agree!

[Felicia]

Very well written and enjoyable. Great work.

[Mazie]

Thank you very much :) i am glad you enjoyed it ^^

[Mary Bosworth]

Very nice writing that I enjoyed!

[Mazie]

Thank you, I'm glad you enjoyed it :)

[ANM]

The darkness envelops us with hands that heal or hands that hurt but out of it light does return. Very well written deep with feeling!

[Mazie]

Thank you very much, I really like your input/interpretation ^^

[ANM]

You are welcome I enjoyed reading it!!

[Rene Salinas]

Well from waking conciousness of day to dream conciousness of night and whatever gets passed , whatever gets dealt with , whatever needs your attention during the night albeit less of you present as such needs to come to terms in order to wake up again and continue t unravel the mistery. It is sincere however the moment when you tell us that the process has not left a sense of completion and when morning comes things still seem a little stuck.

Maybe it needs time

Thankyou

[little thoughts]

wow ! very inspiring and beautiful written

[Mazie]

Thank you very much ^^