Tuesday, February 9, 2016


I've come to a certain point,
In this life I cannot sustain,
I'm dreaming of a perfect world,
As I'm standing in the rain,

Deceit has filled my skies,
I precipitate my own tears,
This is has become unexpected,
What's gathered all these years,

I need to fight it through,
Find the rope and hold on tight,
Climb as high as I can go,
Break though for a ray of light,

But these shadows hold me back,
Filling my soul with it's own darkness,
A false light shines upon heart,
The reflection showing me heartless,

I go on holding within my demons,
Stored away, they plot a plan,
Ruminate deep to control my conscious,
While empathy breaks my stand,

In an instant, they push me forward,
For their plans require time,
Being in place to set the motion,
They begin to control my mind,

I understand too much, too little,
A premonition of a premonition,
Fate has it's idea as well,
For which I follow my intuition,

Instinct says keep going,
While my thoughts fade among,
Pray to a higher power,
Above me I must belong,

A steady onslaught in my soul,
For fate and shadows collide,
I dream of a perfect world,
Bu for now it must subside.
Joshua Hillard
Topic(s) of this poem: battle,conflict,depression,dream,pain,shadows,soul

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