In the dead of the darkness beneath midnight's calling
I feel the sounds of the night barricading me from you
The rumble of movement as the heavens quake and the ground shakes
Sinking deeper into the abyss of nowhere, just falling through
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Something inside me wants to part my lips and loudly scream
Frozen in the grasp of your ways holds me back
Begging for this to be unreal as the sinking continues
For a white knight and shining steed to come to my aid and attack
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The voice beckons me to accept the offer of this eternal fate
Burrowing through to the depths of the soul, I cannot fight
The question rapidly becomes, do I even want to anymore
One musn't give in to the temptations, remembering to take flight
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Hide from the changes and the daunting tasks of life
Be not ashamed as you cower beneath the covers
If you surrender, you lose the choice to fight
Bound for together for all time, as eternal lovers
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Jason Ray Morton
Writing has become more important as I live with cancer. It's a therapy, it's an escape, and it's a way to do something lasting that hopefully leaves an impression.
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Reminds me of an almost wet dream I once upon a time had.
This description of being trapped in darkness and the struggle to resist is intense. It makes me think of times when life feels overwhelming and you gotta find the strength to break free.