Tuesday, October 9, 2018

untitled poem (Liz Sidener 1980's)

Look at the colors
deeper
deeper
It starts out grey.
the anger, pain, hate.
Brewing up inside.
Can't you see the black?
The emptiness?
With just that one spot of bright light.
Hope!
It grows larger and larger.
It engulfs you
or so you think
Spit it out
Get rid of it
Your hope is gone.
You killed its light.
The soft reddish glow of pain.
A bleeding heart.
The dark blackness overpowers all.
It is all.
All that matters.
It has taken over.
Just when you feel all is lost, there appears a yellow spot.
Tiny and slightly growing.
What is this strange kind of warmth it gives off?
Haven't you felt this before?
No!
The blackness spits it out again
but it appears and reappears.
Every time getting stronger, growing brighter.
Then it stays and you no longer want it to leave.
You can't make it leave.
It grows so bright.
It helps you see the good.
You turn a lightish grey, but the blackness is still lurking in the
closeness of your pink locked up heart.
Then one day the other dark ones apart from you loom too near.
They want to take your soul
Take everything!

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