Mind Trip

Fly with me…
my subconscious soaring,
skimming across the ocean
like rocks I threw as a kid..
bouncing over the waves..
then sinking…
deeper into myself…
questioning..
reasoning..
coming up empty handed..
with nothing but a broken heart,
I take flight again..
the view from above
lifting my soul,
from the dens of hell..
its fiery clutches
losing their grip..
never quite letting go
but momentarily
freeing me from their deathly pits
a mind trip holiday..
I go through the motions
feeling loss
happiness,
hatred
Love…
I stumble and slip back
darkness waiting with open arms
paying for my mistake..
tormented once again,
A rose petal falls..
floating through the air,
landing in the molten lava road
traveling deeper into hell..
the signal of closure
solitary
trapped once again in my cell
these shackles and confines
self inflicted
darkness is me now
I am once again a shadow
I am nothing
not to you..
to me
I am a memory,
another life…..
never again
the heart washed away like the petal
rotting in hell…
eternally
love is just a scar now
thankyou for the journey
I don’t belong there
alone now…
I am home.

By NightWolf

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