…of the songs of darkness

Deceit is the darkness that drenches all dreams
in a deluge of desolation
deepened in the passage of time
a devastating declivity into desperate hours
its depths beyond comprehension
it is the dark shadows that descend upon my soul
the stark desert terrain of betrayal
the desolate tapestry of retrospection
and the destructive power of unrequited desire
detachment is the destination
constantly devoured by the flames
hope is diaphanous
delicately drenched in the swirling mist
slowly disappearing with every drip, every drop
forming deep pools of emptiness
the discordant notes of the songs of darkness
challenging my perceived reality
shining a light on shallow waters
whose depths masquerade as oceans
their dulcet tones of freedom
deny my melancholy
banishing it to oblivion
now drenched and drowning in reality
I am finally free of my pain
drifting in with the tide
moonlight settling upon my skin
©Ann Bagnall