What is this?

I come so close in my dreams

to touching a light that holds

the promises of something better than this life.

~*~

What is there other than this meager existence?

Surely we are not to be born solely for the purpose of feeding

death’s hunger?

Surely there is more beyond the cruel reality that plagues

our daily lives with

suffering, torment, jealousy, and the bitter agony that meets us all

in the end?

Surely there are better things to surrender to than the cruel bottles of

hard liquors

that will only dull the pain we will come to find is still there

the next morning?

~*~

Surely there is truth out there in a world bathed in the security

of lies?

Surely there is good magic out there in a world of cruelty and

common deception?

Surely there is something out there that is pure and wonderful, something to warm

even the coldest heart?

~*~

There must be.

For I refuse to accept the withering world

for what it now is.

I believe out there something awaits us

that is good and beautiful.

Something many today are unworthy of seeing,

but they must!

Lest we wish them to wither

in the lies and deceit weaved by false preaching’s

of those who are already

too far lost in the world.

~*~

Often I see another soul fall into the tragic misery that is

their every day.

Often I see false love blossom and die long before the flower

could grasp life.

Often I see the young suffer for the ignorance and selfishness

of the old.

Often I see the deception placed upon a hopefuls heart without

their ever knowing.

Often I see the strong surrender to battles they cannot win within

their own hearts.

Often do I see the home fall for the family’s love has

all but left.

~*~

The world crumbles.

Piece by piece.

I alone sit and watch,

a spectator of a ruthless game.

~*~

These acts will not sojourn.

I long ago lost hope in the world ever converting.

We are too far gone.

My heart breaks because we cannot see we are our own

impending doom.

My heart it breaks for those who will see too late the lies

told to them.

My heart it breaks because I’m naught more than a spectator

of a ruthless game.

The poison of evil flows through all our veins.

Some lance the wound and free themselves from the affects it gives.

Some endure and miraculously survive, but are forever scarred.

And then there are those,

who accept the poison and die within, their bodies hollow shells

of who they once were,

and will never again be.

~*~

Some take the road of a premature death, but will find no peace

on that trail.

Some take the road to sinking lower into the self pity they

joyfully create.

Some take the road of shadows and hide themselves in masks to cover

their true selves.

We all take roads to find or lose our way,

but we seem to forget that:

It is not physical but spiritual strength that will help us overcome

our greatest tests.

~*~

Aside from it all,

I have hopes that someday I will find the promise

bestowed upon me

to find happiness and peace within myself.

I will not wait

for death to claim me.

I hold too strong in my hope

that what I am searching for

is out there, and is

in turn

searching for me.

~*~

One day I will reach that light in my dreams,

and perhaps I will find,

it is more than a dream.

~*~

Perhaps upon reaching that light

this cruel reality

will shatter around me

and reveal

what I have always hoped to find.

~*~

Perhaps I will reach that light

and become

so terribly disappointed that there truly is nothing

then this evil

that I have been born into.

~*~

Whatever lies beyond that light

I am willing to take every step to get there.

For if I do not try,

if I do not do everything I can

to grasp what I believe in

and desire

beyond all else,

than I have not earned the right to keep;

my desire,

my hope,

my dreams,

my heart.

~*~