POEM
The Murmur of Darkness
The saga of a lost soul…
It was a soft murmur,
The voice was soft, as that of a loving friend…
It asked me to do a simple thing,
Join me, my brother; it said
Join me in the pit;
It is peaceful down here,
No worries, not the urge to prove yourself…
…
Just join all those who fell,
Crawl into the murky pool of your sadness…
Kill, kill all that is your heart, soul, and spirit;
Kill your clay form, it said!
Join us, brother. Be a brethren of the fallen.
Be proud to be one of us doomed…
It was a soft murmur;
Alas, it was profound, and a little poetic.
…
Epilogue ~
I loved its soft tone.
A tone that seduces me,
And silently I slit my wrists open…
Now I see the light.
It shines bright in the darkness,
The murmur suddenly rises in tempo;
I now know, the voice would kill my soul.
I am okay with it, as somehow I know…
I am dead within.
As dead as a broken soul could be.
…
Do not mourn me, my beloved.
Be happy that, I found my peace;
In the darkness of eternity.
