there and back again

this darkness swoops down from the sky
rises from the ponds like a morning mist gone bad
surrounds and smothers my thoughts, my airways and my will
it has chewed away at my soul - already tattered beyond recognition
as if a vulture had descended upon my crumpled form
peck, peck, peck
nothing much left
this darkness with no beginning and definitely no end
rips apart my senses and the meaning of life itself
hurricane forces mounting higher
drifting toward the lip of the volcano
ready to erupt and remove the want and the wanted
this darkness taking control of control itself
leaping with flames of destruction
the essence of life slowly succumbing to tragedy

demon dedication

the demons
evil incarnate
themselves destructive
no longer hide
beneath the rafters
under the eaves
and along the lonely pathways
of life and living
they stand stark naked
in the hallway
in the garden
just hovering
taunting
menacing
acusing
berating
swirling their concessions
dodging the sweeping attemps
of elimination
irradication
their destination
holds strong against
our nature
our efforts
of denial
and frustration
we are prisoners
held helpless and hopeless
against their deeds
their intent
our breathing
sucked down deep
into their sewage
into their clutches
of deceit
I stand
useless
and tied to emotions
that have no bearing
no forces
against the evil demons
and watch
with a pain filled
soul
as the demons
drag him down
far beneath the layers
of love and understanding
to a place
where darkness
rules and I am
denied the satisfaction
of pulling him back
where love still smolders
and hope is fading