Lost in Laments....

Silence beckons me

Stillness absolves my every thought

Darkness engulfs me like an endless sea,

I feel my soul - lifeless and taut.

Follow my eyes; they lead nowhere

Nothing opaque seems to strike my glance

No I’m not stoned, nor sick - I swear

I better not ask myself, ‘is this all a trance?’

Thoughts throng my skull like birds caged

Wrecking my every nerve and every vein

I strive to set them free: but raged

For my every attempt ends in vain.

My fingers quiver as I write

Longing to fold themselves in prayer

With all my strength, I mouth ‘at the end of the tunnel there’s light’

I am my very own soothsayer.

‘Breathe!’ my mind bellows beneath

I obey; a surge of calmness takes over,

The tempest subdued but not done with

With effort, I finally ease my soul and let it hover.