Through The Depths Of Darkness - Poem by Corey Jones
It happened by chance,
that my soul inhabited two bodies.
That my heart beat for two.
I was brought down to that low level when you seemed to lose yourself.
I frowned while you stirred in the shadows.
A maker of my own nightmare.
I screamed without a sound.
Somehow I was intertwined in you.
My heart felt what it wanted when I was around you.
No sounds need be spoken.
Hearing you breathe made me shudder, watching you smile made me sing.
All the while basking in your deepest remorse And sorrow made me feel like never before;
A Slave to my own being.
When you speak such harsh words to me, I crumble and my foundation being shaken,
gives away swaying in the wind;
then you smile, you touch me, you make me feel again.
But these dark thoughts resented my mind every time.
Every decision you make against me wounds me; a cutting knife.
But no matter how bad you could ever hurt me, I'll always come running back to you.
Redundant or not the feelings I feel for you heal every harsh word and blanket every cold touch. Love,
I know what it feels like to love.
Not To love but to feel it.
But the coldness and mysterious mess you harbor is hard to sift through.
The lashing wounds I have from our love never heal.
Only ache for you to come back and kiss them and comfort me.
Can you ever love?
I've discovered your deep secrets deep within the core of your being.
Why you feel the things you do.
I'll never be like them physically and literally; but I'll always be the best thing you would always have. But why should that sway you?
I've never been mad at you. But I almost lost you and you almost lost me.
You seemed to get it at the very last moment.
That bracing of my hand caught me and saved me from the edge.
Your embrace healed me again and made me lively.
I just look over at you and smile.
My heart used to beat fast when you were away, but when you were near,
It seemed to slow down to a steady rhythm only matched by our passion and friendship.
It's the perfect thing.
I have a soul-mate that I can love and I know I always will.
Until my breath fades from my body and my spirit retreats into the depths if death;
you will always have my heart in your hand.
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