This havoc is destroying my days
as torrents of strife erode
all hope from my soul.
I scream in silence
and weep at its echo
while I rage in vain.
I search both the heavens
and the depths
for the illumination of hope
only to find darkness
enveloping my horizon
and shadows of what was
from my yesterday.
The winds that once billowed my sails
toward the calmer seas
now betray me with iniquity
as they force me toward
this maelstrom of damnation.
I threw my anchor of prayer
only to loose it to the waves
with no absolution found
to steady my course.
Through this endless barrage
I barter my strength for sanity
most often just loosing both
to the turbulence of the tides.
I once sailed life's sea on hope
now I'm sinking to the depths
of its hopelessness
with no lifeboat in sight.
© Joey Jones 3/2013
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