Silver Chalice Poem by Kevin Carney

Come sit beside me…
I’ll pass you that silver chalice.
And taste that bitter beer…
It’s early in the night.
Twilight is ending…
The dark of night is coming on.
Look at the mood of the passing day…
Do you feel that emptiness deep within your heart?
Take a sip of that bitter liquid…
Look at the silver tarnish in your hands.
Tainted and forsaken the world you once knew…
Left you soulless and heartless in the end.
Nights whispers…
The blackness of the night coming on…
Night sweats, the fever of fear…
Anxiety, uncontrolled…
Your heart pulsates ever so faster…
You think it going to explode…
Out of the light.
Trapped in the shadows…
You know you never can go back…
You feel the scars…
Left on your wrists…
In a time not so long ago…
Trying so desperately…
To cease the endless whispers,
and dark voices…
That played in your head.