An unrelenting blizzard Upon evidence’s mountain A single witness screaming Detailing all accounts and Drowning me with fear Before the scowling judge As I await the verdict And a sentence to begrudge In Psyche’s crumbling prison
In Psyche’s crumbling prison I scrawl dreams upon the walls Lost sanity and freedom while Silence slices through the halls No visitors, no guards The solitude consumes me Voices whisper from the darkness A haunt of words accusing As I sink into the shadows
As I sink into the shadows Desperate for the light I am my own warden With no pity, I recite Every darkened thought Self-condemning, I supply A barrage of bitter words Hateful truths I can’t deny Am I lost forever?
Am I lost forever In this cell block of my mind? But I hear another voice Calling me to find A dim light in the darkness A candle in your hand A glimmer of new hope An escape for the self-damned So, I rise and go
So, I rise and go My fingers scrape the wall Wandering through the maze Following your call Dimly in the shadows I see you reach toward me When I take your hand A twinge of hope, I’m free We flee from Psyche’s Prison
We flee from Psyche’s Prison Through forest foliage thick Breaking into sunlight Where no darkness can afflict Now I gaze and breathe Basking in the bright Grateful for your presence To fight my soul’s deep night
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This poem was constructed from 6 days of VSS365 prompts: sentence, slice, warden, go, take, stand. It is a story of how others help us find light in times of mental and spiritual darkness.
In psyche’s crumbling prison I scrawl dreams upon the walls Lost sanity and freedom while Silence slices through the halls No visitors, no guards The solitude consumes me Voices whisper from the darkness A haunt of words accusing As I sink into the shadows
An unrelenting blizzard Upon evidence’s mountain A single witness screaming Detailing all accounts and Drowning me with fear Before the scowling judge As I await the verdict And a sentence to begrudge In psyche’s crumbling prison
A glass of gin calls my name Beseeching me to sip By crackling wood as Shimmers of moon Catch my eye My soul Drifts I sigh Beside the Wooded lake, lost In the still of night With quiet contentment Refreshing the busy heart
Curtains sway in a May breeze ~ A whiff of lilac and roses ~ Swells of young love lap ~ Waves kissing grains of sand ~ Silk sheets cocoon their embrace ~ As morning sun breaks over the sea ~ Song of birds stills racing hearts ~ Calm, calm, let it be, let it be ~ Swaying in a May breeze