I'm chained between the middle
of a rock and a hard place
My life is darkening faster than before
This light I see is not a gift
So many welcome things approaching
while these demons torment my brain
Somebody help me
Somebody hide me
Somebody save me
Let the moonlight Shine Brighter than before


often times my poetry does not rhyme....it does not flow well....it does not make much sense.....it is written like a stroy told with riddles.....this is how i express in words.....