Sunday, July 26, 2026

Halfway (Are We There Yet)

Obscurity closes in and darkness falls,
A refuge from it all searching for solace.
Dogged and haunted by many a specter,
Bombarded by words from every sector.


When it all overwhelms and gets too much,
It's beginning to stifle every thinking word.
Clocks are hammers, striking an iron nail,
Into the floorboards of the people’s minds.


Stakes are rising, there's a tide of black oil,
Barrels spill from sockets out from the earth.
Storms rage as they speak ambiguous words,
A cacophony of should-haves and must-dos.


Dark thoughts swirl with nowhere to hide,
Dreams were once bright now faded away.
Twisted truth blooms an unquenchable fire,
Lost to the depths of an obscured darkness.


Weight of worry fells like stones on a chest,
Pressing down crushing bone, suffocating.
Every breath feels trapped, a clock is ticking,
Time moves slowly as  the stone gets heavier.


Hope lies bleeding dreams turn to nightmares,
Clocks have melted and they now bare teeth.
Time is vibrating with sounds of a guillotine,
Rise above those lies or be consumed by them.


When days get twisted into the darkest night,
Remember;
Each struggle has seeds within that will ignite.

by, Sheilah Say

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