Saturday, October 21, 2006


Slowly circling the perimeter
touching every surface
feeling every crack
in the stone walls
that surround me
that keep closing in.

Darkness follows my feet
softly flowing under them,
whispering it’s secrets
so no one can hear.

Memories reach for me
filtering in through the dark
picture fragments
floating just out of touch
they pass by.

Searching for the door
that leads to the light
away from the whispers
the memories
the clutching fingers
of desperation
and fear.

1 comment:

JargonTalk said...

Fear no more...