The War Within

by Eden   May 14, 2005


Forced to sit stiffly...arms crossed and bound...
Unable to relax into a comfortable state of mind...
Imprisoned in this counterfeit world...
It seems I cannot escape.

See the position I am in?...they try and blindfold me.
This world...my world...my nemeses.
No...no peace here...I cannot break free.

Head lowered in seeming defeat, I cannot move my jaw to speak.
They have torn out my tongue and sealed the bleeding wound with scorching metal rods.
Broken and bruised I sit still in the freedom of the Light...I am unable to do a thing.
I stay silent...accepting the way things are...absorbing things into my shallow consciousness, I cannot do anything else.
A single tear falls onto my thigh...my lips start to tremble...I can hear children's screams in the distant future...but I feel nothing for them. I am lost.
One salty tear after another falls upon my flesh, revealing the color it once was before the grit of the world covered me so unmercifully. The crystal droplets try and erase my past, but who I am to become is inevitable...so I shall soon find.

My enemy places a shattered mirror in fron tof me...their pure white hands discarding all grime that it leaves behind on the frame. Appearances really are deceiving...
I look into the split surface and I am staring back at an infidel of the Light's sight. I find that I do not care anymore. I turn my head and look away, my oily hair falling across my face......
I do not wish to see what I ave become, because I do not wnat to realize that I have taken this shit from the world into myself with little thought of the consequences. Once you are one thing, you cannot be another and still feel complete...When I am with the Light, I feel like a replica of a false copy and unfinished...like I am living for nothing...why should I be and live as someone who I am not? No longer...No...I will seek a way to see the light of the moon once more...the light of the moon...shrouded in darkness...yes.

One day my chains will break...
One day I will see my long-subdued darkness to liberation...
One day I will seek retribution for my past...
One day...I will be free.

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