Where does my brain go in such a hurry? Why can’t I slow the eerie thoughts? Every door is closed, why hurry… The only logic I find is this. My mind is racing wildly trying to beat the darkness that surrounds my aching soul. The locked doors trap me; chaining my will to the sorrow and shame my life’s become. Too many twisted dark paths to choose. None my heart desires. So again the darkness leads, whispering the lie. I feel it, urging me……Give up. Embrace the demons. Hide in sorrow and live my fate.
Somehow I must find a way out. Perhaps an open window, next to the locked door. For that will be my escape. Maybe a chance of peace, I trust it to be. I’ll keep fighting the demons that whisper and chain my will.
Realizing my mind has wondered on to an unfamiliar path. Cautiously my feet move ahead. Suddenly my eyes squint with agony. A bright ray of light has found my eyes. Is it true….my mind frantic with excitement? Afraid to imagine but need to believe. This is the way to the window. Through it I could crawl, reaching for the strength to leave this darkness behind. Understanding forgiveness will chase the shadows back to the depths of hell.
My mind would ease.
Laughter will be honest.
The love true.
My anxious body doesn’t hold back. My weary heart opens. I move forward with little fear. Tempting my fate, I believe my soul will follow… Anticipating life, full love and light. I will go step by step. The darkness begins to retreat.... beaten. I reach the window. Minute by minute my heart again beats.