almost home

12/2011

The darkness that washes over this barren land

besets my course, bringing my advancements to

a screeching halt, held at bay by the demoniac

spirits that trample the corridors of my thoughts 

Pushed backwards and under the blacken waves

of negative energy that is building around me,

snaring my ankles, pulling me downward in oily 

depths that structure this image that I dwell  

 

Every light of hope is snuffed as malignity grows

over the blue skies that once were, here I am,

lost without you in a world of my own creation,

displaced in a shade of eternal stagnant gray  

I will still trod towards the warmth on the 

unsteady horizon, memories of you will push

my bruised feet forwards, guiding my broken

heart closer to the one that it still beats for

     

Author's Note

Reviews

[Audrey Howitt]

I will still trod towards the warmth on the
unsteady horizon, memories of you will push
my bruised feet forwards, guiding my broken
heart closer to the one that it beats for

We move on because we must. There is no tomorrow sometimes-there is only one breath and then the next one and so on--but as we put one foot in front of the other, over time, we find that we have created a path and often it leads to unexpected places--keep trodding my friend

[Muse]

In closing....

I will still trod towards the warmth on the
unsteady horizon, memories of you will push
my bruised feet forwards, guiding my broken
heart closer to the one that it beats for

Josh I think you know that even those that suffer from a broken heart must move on. Despite the weight of past regrets....past mistakes....there's hope at the end of the rainbow......it waits for you.....to make everything new again.