Suicide Trilogy: Part I

   Pain, swirling, hurting, dreadful, terrifying, pain. No way
to end it. I can't find the path out! Where is the light at
the end of the tunnel? Where is my rescuer? What else
is there to do? I can't get help, I don't know where to
find help. What else can I do?
   Swinging. Swinging. From a pole hangs a still
figure. The life is gone, his breath, his spirit, his soul,
gone. One of the Lost.

A Ghost in the Darkness

   Unholy darkness, not even a light can penetrate.
   Walking, running, through the dark. A shadow of myself, a ghost, a spirit thats no longer here. Unknown to any man.
   As agile as a spider, as fragile as it's web.
   Time, an hourglass, sand dropping through. Life itself pouring through the hourglass, like sand. Shadows of history flying through the desert of my mind.
   A shadow of myself takes wing and flies among the specters. Years, minutes, months, hours, time. A dark corner of the sky.
   A black fire burning through my heart. I cringe with fear and pain. A place, a time, a ghost and a fire.
   I realize, all to late, that I'm a ghost in the dark.
   Glowing eyes set in a dark shadow of a face. Hands aglow and burning with the black fire. A red heart beats within the fire, never burning, always beating.
   Clouded in a dark shadow of a cloak that holds within it a power unknown to man.
   The ghost in the dark has come.

Fragility

  A fragile breeze blows through my weary mind.
Then, sweetly, caresses the tender brow of my lover.

A Blessing

   May God bless your every step and
guide every move you make. May He
bless your decisions and may He always
look over your soul and heart. May He
guide your life to be as it should.
   And may it be a good life well lived, to
the glory of our Lord and Saviour, Jesus
Christ. May you be fruitful and may you
spread seeds of truth, love and the
peace of our Lord wherever you step.
   God Bless You Always.

Time to Spare

Time.
Time is all I have.
I have all the time
in this world, because
all I have is time.
Time to spare.