daunting pain that clouds my mind
cuts deep with guilt I cannot hide
and all seems lost, there is no time
so cries my soul for the other side
there is no peace or kind release
of faces left, voids of regret
this self-judgment will never cease
cries my soul for the other side
as darkness is my only friend
I take a walk into the night
to be in the void of the end
my soul cries for the other side
darkness creeps inside my brain
I slide into that darkened coil
that twists my nerves to insane
my soul cries for the other side
so I entered the other side
was filled with misery and grief
in a mirror of my soul, I cried
to see my soul in false belief
Poignant chant about a tormented soul seeking release in death. Excellent, Richard!
you honor me , Irina because it comes from a kindred poet spirit…thank you
My pleasure, Richard. Now I’m going to tweet. Yesterday I was too busy.
A haunting and wonderful poem.
so appreciate, Anita…love your work
Magnificent! Truly 🙂
Nina, do you know Michael D’ Arcangela?…spoke to him once…anyway, am honored by your remark, Merci’