Cry of Despair/ Song of Joy
2 In Hell
Lost and abandoned
Forsaken. . . and alone
Alone in this emptiness
Alone. . . in the nothing
Stand still and take a breath
Be calm
Fight down the panic
Threatening to overwhelm
Let it happen
And I know I am lost
Look up
Strain your eyes
And try
Try to see the light through the darkness
The faintest glimmer or the tiniest star
Anything
Is that really up?
Maybe up is really that way
Or. . . That way
Where is down?
Where is left?
Where is right?
Where is up?
Stand still and take a breath
Be calm
Fight down the panic
Threatenin. . . Maybe there will never been another up
There has to be an up
Maybe there is no up
There has to be an up
Maybe it was all a dream
There has to be an up
Maybe there never was light
There has to be an up
Maybe it's always been nothing
There. . .
There is nothing
Run now
Search with all you have
Look for something
Anything to hold onto
Floor, ceiling, walls
Anything to press against
To be a solid foundation
There is nothing
NOTHING
Lost
Abandoned
Forsaken
Scream now
Loud and terrifed
Filled with pain and despair
Fill the nothing with screams
Fill the nothing with cries of despair
Fill the nothing with physical pain
Just. . . Fill it
Nothing
It swallows everything
The pain and screams are sucked away
Despair into the nothing
Leave nothing behind
Become. . . Part of the nothing
Nothing. . .
Around me
In me
Where is solidity?
Where is something to hold onto?
Where is everyone?
Where has my purpose gone?
Where is God?
No purpose. . .
No. . . God. . .
What is life?
Without purpose, without god?
Should there be life?
No. . .
My God
My God
Why have you forsaken me?
Are you really there?
*Author's Note*
aherm, this is autobiographic, (seeing as I couldn't think of a summary, nothing is really explained), happened over the summer. Feels exactly like it's written. I intend to write a soul-bearing "witness" to fully explain what happened in an end-author's note. Although, I will warn everyone that it may sound rather silly. (What triggered the violent, (wonderful phrasing! true genius! Now, why don't you write more poetry!?! Such gifts are meant to be used), fall is a bit, just a little, ridiculous.) I know this is very depressing reading this, but it gets much happier. So smile:) There is God and he loves you.
Note to Anifan1
Your "Unsaved and Manmade" was one of the first fics I read in the bible section and, I really am going to sound excruciatingly silly, but I have hero-worshipped you since then. Lol:) My dream, as I began to post in the Bible section, to get a review from you. I had kind of given up, since I hadn't seen you around in a while, (im at times very unobservant), and then I got the email that said "review alert" and it was from "anifan1". (My mom came running in when she heard me yell and asked if everything was ok.)
So, anyways, I will stop rambling now and conclude. Thank you. For everything.