Resistance

Stuck between a time of darkness and rejuvenation, I'd decided to find myself.

I'm tossing and turning,
my soul keeps on burning,
the fire builds within me.
My flesh twitches with a craving
to take this blade
and dig...
to open old wounds
and bleed out my pain,
to darken red stains,
your loss is my gain...

But then I picture your face,
all my fears are erased.
In the dark the blade keeps calling my name...
but I'll gather my strength
and run the other way,

I search desperatley for your embrace
to dry my tears from my face...

I can't do this alone
you're here...
and there's no more fear,
the callings fall silently on my ears.
Flames turn to flickers,
Temptation fades away,
Relief runs through me,
Happiness here to stay.

Author's Note

**Dedicated to Marshall James, who found me in the darkest of times when I couldn't even find myself

Reviews

[The Last Poetic King]

garland once again, but never add my last name to anything. it isn't my true last name so i dont like be associated with it anyways. I enjoyed this thoroughly good job, keep it up.

[Joe]

I really like this poem. You are so descriptive and the rhythm and rhyme of the piece makes it flow. Great job! keep it up!