the battle of my dark soul and the light beyond

one day i awoke, and things seemed to be clear. i saw with a different piont of view than i had the day prior to, and it seemed as right as what i say the day before. then was the light that opened to my eyes and i saw things different. later that day, things drastically changed. the light faded, and the things that i saw, didn't seem as right as they had. i had seen both sides of something and felt both of them as being right. i felt the light fading grey encircled me the daemons that haunted my mind returned to taunt me tease me tell me that i would never be free..... the grey gradually faded melded into a mottled darkness gradually fading into what i knew i would not soon escape as the darkness threatened to engulf me my soul and heart reached up as i fell into the pit of banshees, furies and daemons, toward the light that could save me will i ever return? or will this fall last forever? will my soul wither in the darkness or will i find a savior to rescue me from the darkness that has enraptured me and is torturing my soul to the point of no return? i pray for the miracle that will save me who is she what is it where will it come from or will it be me in myself that will be courageous enough to climb the miles and brave the wasteland of despair that encircles me to see the light and break free? i pray. to God. for my friends. for my loved ones. for my family. for those who have life. never to feel the darkness ravenously tear at their soul, biting and chewing, ripping and tearing, the beasst that is the darkness which can easily consume devour destroy steal your  soul. call it what you like, it's real. it feels too late for me, but i have to fight. i have support from beyond the wasteland, those who love me offer cries to save me to the divine being. i will fight and i will win! Written March 26th, 2002 © on Mar 26 2002 02:06 PM PST   0 • 12