Torn Soul Poem by Douglas McAntagart

Looking through torrent eyes,
Darkness all around,
Lightning breaks the horizon,
Of what yet unfound.

Striving through the emptiness,
Barren wastelands of anger,
Shattered by destruction,
My own hand, The maker.

Chasm deep, burning heart
Liquid fire, streams apart.
Crushing blows, torn of will,
Seeking salvation, ever still.

Time alone has no meaning
Each & every second a feeling
Torn to the icy winds
Given to selfish whims

Ever light breaks the night
Sun fading, hear my plight
Night of nights, clear from my sight

Bright fresh, sight to see
Living a life radiant to be
Night of nights, away from my sight.