~Riddles in the Dark~

This portion of my history 
Weighs most heavily with me
Changed as I am, something 
Has crossed over in me

I abhor myself in the recollection
​​​​​​Has anyone felt this as I?
A fiend possessed my soul 
Irritating it to madness 

I feel the voice of conscience 
Within me born along 
On the stream of desperate rage 
I am imprisoned by own mind 

Now the damned make way 
For the double damned 
Who emerge with shuffling pace 
From the nightmare zone 

Of persons unknown 
With neither name nor face 
Alive without breath 
Never thirsty, ever drinking 

This thing all things devours 
Voiceless it cries 
Wingless flutters 
It cannot be seen 

Cannot be felt 
Cannot be heard 
It lies behind stars 
And under hills

And empty holes it fills
It comes first and follows after 
Ends life, kills laughter 
I have attempted to seize hold 

Of a personage who 
Glides past me occasionally 
In my walk through life 
My past sad experience 

As you know has gifted me 
With some degree of insight into 
The gloomy mysteries 
Of the human broken heart 

Deaths teeth, inspires weariness 
And disgust with life 
Like a caterpillar in the fields
Belch out the drivel 

Of despair and sorrow 
Day and night I live 
​​​​poisonous vapors 
Of my nightmares

And like sparks
Lost themselves 
In the boundless dark 
That agony returns. 
?Broken187Soul ?
Copyright 10-7-17