Despondent Darkness Poem by RoseAnn V. Shawiak

Towering above the recording of life, listening for the
quietness amid the loud turmoil of strife and hardship.

Taking all things together, siting out on another
dimensional limb, awaiting the formality of sincere
replies.

So sullen within, despondent, unrelentingly quiet and
sorrowful.

Portraying the innocence of unrequited love, sliding to
knees of prayer, unhealthily silent upon a bare deserted
shore.

Forsaken, curled into a ball of unheard remorse, seeking
the finality of this world.

Looking about, taking in sights of dereliction, pausing
to wipe away the tears of loneliness.

Allowing the promises of people to rule life with broken
staffs and unheard of farcical rules.

Creeping slowly across the plains, watching timidly from
behind half-closed eyelids, afraid to look around openly -
afraid of the dishonesty of this world.

Traipsing along the narrowest of paths, searching daily for
unfound inner freedoms, beseeching the heavens for rights
not given as yet.

While the hours pass, words are exchanged in darkness and
light is forever allowed whole - no more to be seen in a
life of such impecunious means.