Back Again

You’re back again I see.

The shadow of darkness,

 creeping into my soul,

with no warning,

no remorse.

You’re a heartless bastard.

I scream in silent anguish.

Curling into a defensive ball,

with no real hope

no answers.

You’re an insatiable trencherman.

Happily devouring my life’s essence.

I offer up my unconditional surrender.

Demoralized,

shamed in defeat,

Drowning in despair,

I’m left desiccated 

--Ken Ferguson--
Artista di Parole