Dark rivers run deep



Within me run dark, deep rivers

Within me storms are stirred by my grief

Within me a thousand tear drops are suspended, awaiting the tide

And when the time is right, they ebb into the ocean of all dark things

Dark thoughts, dark feelings, darkness

Dwelling in the deepest recesses of me

I try to find my way out of this maze

But it seems the harder I try, the more I get lost

Sometimes it’s so dark I forget I exist

If it weren’t for the tidal waves smashing into me

Startling me awake

I would have forgotten to start breathing

If it wasn’t for the boiling volcano of anger in me

That sit somewhere between my solar plexus and infinity

That suffocates and drowns me

It burns and tears me apart

It destroys the little I accrued from the flow of hope

I fuel it by taking in all the darkness in me and letting it seep into every pore

I fall into its’ arms and let it devour me

Then suddenly, look


The eruption of the volcano

Causing a tsunami of emotions and tears to wash over me

They irrigate the deserts of my heart

and grant me the strength

To hold on to live another day.

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