Out From The Shadows

Dark skies and I’m drowning in the flood again. Endless affliction sent to torture my soul. Why does this misery follow me? Why can’t I escape this pain? Drill another hole through my skull. Release another demon. Take any length to pass the blame. Responsibility - washed my hands clean. Demons in the night? Self-righteous perception. Defensively, I hide blind in the shadows. Misery cuts deep and yet my innocent hands hold the blood soaked knife. Every action leads to reaction, every choice to a consequence. Foolish decisions yield a price to pay. Pass the blame and yet the debt remains. Wipe the scales from my eyes that I might gain clarity of sight. With a new perspective I take ownership of my actions, the impending flood now seems a healthy rain. Pain is inevitable but misery is optional. Suffering and pain will fade away as hope lives on and love remains.