Hope

The demons are scratching at my mind again.

Closed doors no longer secure,

The nails are all rusted and breaking.

I close my eyes and try to dream.

Visions of darkness swirl round my feet.

They are swallowing me whole.

Deep dark desires make me fall.

I stumble again on broken dreams.

Fragments shattered underfoot.

A shroud of darkness takes my breath away;

Its elegant charm subsides in my head.

Sweet dreams bring illusions of happiness.

Trapped in a moment,

Cast to the side by fear.

The sounds grow louder,

They crash around my head.

Tears fall like rain, pain comes again.

A cascading light brushes my heart.

Its radiance calls to me;

From the darkness I see hope.

The demons become a whisper.