by Louise Wulfe

Created on: March 02, 2010

Distraught


A cool wind envelops me,
Eerily caressing my skin
Like smooth silk,
Encompassing my body and soul.

Illusion threatens to overtake me.
Yet I have to maintain reality,
Though I do not know if I can
Through this life I have been dealt.

Shadow strives to embrace me
In it’s final tomb,
Clutching at my very being,
Trying to pull me into it’s evil grasp.

I struggle with my demons,
Trying desperately not to fold,
To withdraw into myself again
Where I was always most comfortable.

How do I maintain this life?
What am I to do?
Should I just remain strong,
Or take the simpler path?

How can I become myself again?
I find myself in need of guidance,
Of the awesome power that lifted my soul
Before I could fall last time.

Needing, wanting,
Scrambling for some out-of-reach truth.
Running, waiting,
Hoping that I can find an inner sanctum...
Again.

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