Caged in Darkness

No lanturn to lead the way
Only the cold cruel wind at my back
There is no light of day 
Only the dark of black
No dawn to dawn to gaze upon
In the dark light i see only what I lack
Light
Trust
Sight 
The will to fight 
A reason to go back
In this dank cold place there are no smiles that warm the day
No music filling the silence only cruel smirks that leave the night silent and black
I bend my head and pray
Beady eyes appear and make feel unright 
They follow waiting for me to fall... 
To temptationIt is my cage 
The wings of night swoop down to claim what they believe is theirs 
An eagle crys out in redemption
The inky black surrounds me 
It coils up my body 
Restraining me
Nobody can help me nobody 
It is my dispair
It is my rage 
There is no one who will hear 
It is my darknes, my cage
My cage of darkness

Reviews

[Chloe..Across the Unive..]

Sad is this poem... life can be this way. Darkness makes for good writing . You did a fine job with this one.

[Kennabee]

Thanks so much!!