"The Bitterness of Night"
Everything is crashing down.
There is nowhere to hide, nowhere to go.
I drop down in despair.
Something has to give and yet, I feel so trapped that nothing will ever give.
Tragic songs resonate through my sorry heart felt pain.
What have I got to be sorry for?
A voice from within that I have never heard before cries out to the night for a chance to be heard.
I cover my mouth thinking the voice can be heard and I shudder at the thought of being heard.
Logic is locked from inside my brain.
I feel the need to pull out a key and break into my brain and release all my pain.
I open my eyes for the first time and reality sits in....I am alone once again.
I resurface a thought that just won’t seem to let up. Why am I giving up?
Born to be brave, born to be alive, born to strive to live on, ultimately born to end up and die.
The bitterness of the night wraps its tangled arms around me.
The earth beneath me gives way to the heaviness of my body.
A light shines upon my bloody face and hands from above to ignite my soul and I am lifted from my pain.
Death has become my fate and I am no longer alone.
copyright © 2013 Tara Donnelly
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