Inferno

Just a small free-verse poem I wrote. :P Warning: Pretty depressing.

How one can expect a danger to eternally exist

Is unexplainable to my feeble mind.

And yet,

Mother Nature’s giants continue to sway

Within a impendingly careful grip

Which claws tormentingly at the mewling glass.

Outside, beneath the fog, lay a graveyard replete of floods.

Hear them Screeching,

Competing,

Crumbling into each other’s arms…

One against One.

There’s no winner in the end, is there?

Ghosts can only view me through the looking-glass,

And they continue to beckon me

Through a wall they cannot glimpse, for the wall is all too abiding.

So am I, in ways I do not wish to be.

Abandonment encompasses me in bewitching tranquility,

Gapping at my ragged fabrics,

And my ruffled hair,

And my detached eyes…

Which float across my surroundings

And take in only the most cavernous Shadows.

Charred walls commune stories with the Shadows,

Within the fireplace is where the climax lies.

Hostage in my own mind

But I am not the only one living here.

The fire is black, but it’s ignition is radiant,

Consigning a singular ray of light

Upon the temptation above my skull.

Dangling within echoes of past torments, the rope rages.

“Do it!”

And through the inferno I transcend.