I Dreamt of Hell

I Dreamt of Hell by Darmok 12/04/01 I am besieged by omens and specters of the night. Dreams that haunt me and warn me of my sight.  So one evening, Alone, goodnight…I slept and Dreamt of hell ....a vision of what might. Nothing here gives. It only takes and steals, that which I have no more of, love. I know what love is.  What it Was… The love that God gave us to share, that common denominator that allowed us to unite and be one. But there is none of that here.  I’m shut out from the light and the embrace, the face of God in every heart that cared or shared love.  Shunned and stripped naked of any human embrace I am nothing but All for want.  Nothing so painful ever compared to the separation I feel from love.  Despair, regret, frozen yet burning with desire to feel my life again, to be again, to love again.  I am an eternal blank, unknown to the mass of souls in hell’s dominion. Smelling the taint of life just lost, the starving souls come leeching, and clawing at me for that which I have none of. I’m not even graced the release that Madness brings, insanity that would not be me....for I AM! I know, what love was. Trembling and drenched in a sweat of urine and blood, I awoke. My mind was bleeding with the cries of the damned begging for light, begging for love.  My heart was clawed, in shreads it lay, dark mass of emptiness my life wasted away. Had I not loved or shared the light, was there no hope inside me, no life? I had loved, but hated more, now eternity without light, love nevermore.This was to be a 'challenge' response to Sharmeka's request for seven minutes in hell, except ....I didn't quite see all of her constraints....so... here is " I dreamt of hell", all seven minutes of it. Written December 4th, 2001 © on Jan 24 2002 11:06 AM PST, Darmok    0 • 13