In A Dark PLace

Death stalks me in the places I know best. Strolling boldly amidst idle thoughts, weighting heavily on infrequent flights of fancy, robbing judgment of its purpose and reason of its surety.

Unabashedly brazen in broad daylight whispering not unsurprisingly with  a serpent-like lisp in quiet solitary moments, both annoyingly subtle and slyly untruthful, with tales of dark peace, silent joy and the cold comfort of eternal isolation.

Shouting with incoherent clarity above the roars of the ignorant crowd belying their eager joy and mocking laughter. Spreading the lies of ultimate victory and bloodless revenge, of pain inflicted on the unknowing the un-forgiven and the so soon forgotten.

Even in the distance, at the best of times, it taunts with memories of hopelessness dreams of despair and the broken promises of futures  that are yet to behold.

Hope is yet a distant twikling star, resolve a shrinking violet in an ever lengthening night, uncertainty a lone unwavering unwanted companion.

Faith…. grim, meager, battered, is all I have…….so Life goes on.