Deliverance

I rise from the ashes.

Charred, bitter and my soul aching.

My screams are constant howls into the angry night.

My heart no longer beats a steady rhythm;

rather skips and echos like a raging drum.

Bitterness dances upon my lips.

My eyes are empty, hollow;

the doorways to my soul no longer weep.

They are lost.

Silently my inner voice yells to the heavens.

Pleading with the skies to free me.

To cast away my burdens and ignite my soul.

There is no response.

For today, there will be no deliverance.

Deliverance.....

When will it come?