Lost In The Dark Poem by John Demon Jones

Dark in my life

I sway through the thickness of Life.
Where I am going, I do not have a clue.
There are the Angels singing above.
And the Demons are creeping below.
The Light now is fading faster,
And My feet can barley hold me up.
I trip and my legs give out.
I fall to the hard ground and begin to cry.
Tears flow down my pain contorted face.
So the Darkness Is to envelop me now?
I scream out for help.
As if anyone could hear me, let alone help me.
But the darkness compels me to open myself to it.
I feel it creeping up my body as if it were alive.
I bow on one knee, head hung in defeat.
I am now awaiting my fate and my punishment.
I now embrace the dark in a death grip.
I fear what it will do to me, now that it has me in it's grasp.
It is the very thing that gives me strength.
Though it has not become my friend, it has not become my enemy.
It feeds off of me much as I feed off of it.
The Darkness continues to gives me life,
And I continue to give the Darkness a purpose.
I can feel it's power surge through me.
I just stand back up,
And I keep moving on.
Darkness flowing behind.
I march on my way to my destiny.
To my death,
To my glory,
And to my awaiting silence.