Anthony Burge

Rookie - 0 Points (16/06/1962 / Australia)

Floundering In The Dark - Poem by Anthony Burge

I have been to that dark space where most would not dare.

Where the lost and forlorn go to shed all there cares.

Where the light does not shine and the floor’s wet with tears.

Where the strong bow down broken and surrender to fears.

Felt the cracks in the darkness and tasted despair.

Yet I didn’t succumb to the hyena’s lair.

As a boy I dodged bullets when friends took a chance.

Chose not to dance with the devil and his heroin filled lance.

I’d have soon fallen hard into slavery be sold.

Under whip in his grip watch him feed on my soul.

So I struggle to see how much darker in there

It can get till all’s left is to kick out the chair.

I dare not taste the metal of gun barrel blue.

Nor tie a hemp scarf should I fall for that too.

What sorrow must burn inside ones head?

To make plans like a lamb to the slaughter self lead.

What molten thoughts must ooze tortured minds?

To decide this is it, there’s no choice, it’s my time.

Step right up, slip the knot, and take breath grit your teeth.

Cease the pain; numb the brain with a sigh of relief.

Squeeze the trigger, kick the chair take flight without wings.

change your plans now, before ‘the fat lady sings’.

Share your pain with a friend, ‘a problem shared is one halved’

Shared again it’s a quarter, of fuel it’s now starved

Turn your back on the dark and walk toward the light

Don’t run or you’ll trigger the Hyena’s bite.

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Poet's Notes about The Poem

Penned whilst revisiting the dark space armed with a flaming torch.

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  • Rookie - 111 Points Jake Deeds (4/7/2013 1:19:00 AM)

    Outstanding! ! ! My brother took his life at Christmas 4 years ago. I wish he would have disected his problem with me. Maybe, just maybe, we would fish once again...[][ (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Sunday, April 7, 2013

Poem Edited: Thursday, October 10, 2013


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