4 am poet

 

4 am poet.

here i am again.

same time, same place.

like a nightmare

I'm standing at the edge of  a

big, scary ride.

who would ever want to go on THAT?

pushed inside the dark tunnel

I'm pummeled

through the darkness

hurled through space

obstacles crash

insult to injury

WORDS

like poison sound bytes

open up old wounds

like a nail gun

i'm pelted from all sides

mercilessly

new thoughts, threats

words like,

"how the children suffer"

slice me.

cloaked in darkness

I choke.

Let me Out! 

I want to scream

but the Evil Carnival Man

just sneers & laughs an evil laugh

Evil knows

how I got lined up for this ride in the first place.

God, God, where are You????

The people shake their fingers, their heads...

"I told you so...",  "You should've..."  "You ought to..."

the Voices, they torment.

I cannot crawl back out the way I came

now that i know what i know.

Lord, it's so dark in here

I see no way out.

how long, Lord, how long?