Lit By The Crowding Darkness Poem by Loren Denny

Lit ByCrowding Darkness
Loren Denny

And when the nights grow long
Longer than hopes can light
and in facing again the pain
Became to down for looking up
Never been this bad before
Very well then it's just as well
Your Muse crowded in mistake
Driven under thoughts shatter
Distant cares wishing relief
Under skins painted niceties
Heldtoo long to stop The Purge
Feeling your resentment discontent
Overdrawn Beyond lines reason
An angel mask in blues hues
Vacant beyod soulless window
Doing more nothing than ever before
Bodiless soul of Flesh and Bone
Walking alone without truths beliefs no replacement for disturbing past judgment glimpses for you severe
Less abilities solution at moments take
A Yonder Plateau for nuns Within
Longing for Upward lift whole or part
Awaits he there at street level stance
Heaven's here or me it would take