Saturday 6 August 2016

Turn the Light On.

All the wall are moving inwards
So the room's becoming smaller

Whilst the ceiling drops towards me
I feel I'm bigger, wider, taller
There's no oxygen for breathing
Though the windows have no panes
And the floor's become an ice rink
There's no foothold to be gained.
Everything I grasp to save me
Turns to dust that disappears
All the days that seemed so precious
Seem like empty, wasted years.

and my heart breaks

    all my strength fails
         and I crumble to the ground
I have wept tears
     of vast sorrow
          but now I do not make a sound

Because I'm empty

and I'm hopeless
I am void and without form

I'm a ship without an anchor
In the dark night of a storm.

I am walking on a tightrope

Like a rope bridge o'er rough seas
It is old and frayed and broken
And swings precarious with the breeze
If I slip, I'm lost forever
I cannot see a net below
And I'm half inclined to just give up

throw in the towel, let go.

But I keep on holding on

One step and then one more
And I cannot tell you why
What I am living for
No purpose can I see

No goal or aim in sight
Just passing time each day
And sleeping through each night.

Life's lost it's flavour, God

I only had a taste
And now it's bland and dry
And feels a shameful waste
of all that could be there
Of possibility
Oh turn the light on, God
Chase darkness far from me.

shine through the cracks that show in me
The cracks of broken dreams

Oh let your light of power break through
In vast unshadowed beams
And light the way before me
As in my heart you glow
and take the fragile seed of hope
And teach it how to grow.

Karen Holmes
5th August 2016