• From the shadows
    I reach for the light, only
    succeeding in reeling
    back pain and no
    other. My calls of
    help unheard by
    those who surround
    me, still unnoticed, unspotted,
    still caught in a
    swirling mist that
    engulfs my world –
    no one can see me, cannot
    speak, cannot hear me –
    the others lost in
    their own hearts, though
    no heart dwells within,
    only cold ice waiting
    to suck a new
    victim’s heat, their will to
    open up.
    Cast away, banished, caught
    in an endless
    nightmare. Unable to
    hold the fire and
    warming memories.
    Lost in the place they
    call home –
    familiar, yet
    distant –
    but instinct
    says my safe
    place has disappeared
    with them. Without
    a word, no good-byes.
    The hands of
    the dark tug at
    my soul,
    unyielding,
    the voices calling
    for me to
    go, though
    I know
    it is wrong,
    sleepily as the
    wretched charm
    beguiles me back
    into the
    unfeeling stupor.
    Back into the
    shade.