Sunday, May 31, 2009

Regression

Where there was once light
Now is only darkness.

Where was once hope
Is now hopelessness.

Where once was movement, direction
Now is locked, trapped.

Where once was a dream of completeness
Now seems a vision of gaping empty holes.

Where once I breathed life again,
Now I exist in stagnation, rotting her with my very heart.

Disintegration.

Always frowning
Never sleeping
Always thinking
Never moving

When will this end?
When will I feel secure again?
When will the sky turn from awful obsidian to blue again?
When will I calm, breathe a sigh of relief?

Always problems
Always uneasy
Always questioning
Never accepting.

When will I smile, lapse safely into sleep at last?
When will I no longer ponder?
When will I become who you fell in love with?
When will everything stop disintegrating?