I Will Be Victorious

I reach out
Into the dark
Gasping for breath
As it just slips out of my grasp
I clench my fingers
Around thin air
It's there
Looming in the shadows
The desire
The need
What do I want?
An escape 
From this world? 
Or an escape
From myself?
The urgency of it all
Sets an ache 
Deep within my bones
Pause
More gasps for air
Start
Silence
Or maybe
Lack of knowledge 
I do not understand 
The feeling 
That haunts
My insides
The pain
The greed
The shame
The guilt
They swirl around
Inside this head of mine 
Clenching at my heart
They claw and stab
Desperately trying
To make me slip back
Into my fog of nothingness
Where I am blind
My logic tossed aside
They yearn for my destruction
They want nothing more
Then to tear me down
But I will not retreat
Into my despair
I will fight back 
With every weapon
At my disposal
I will not let myself
Be my own worst enemy
I will be victorious.

Reviews

[Roger Turgeon]

It seems the most pressing issue in this poem is whether you are trying to escape from others or yourself. Best figure that out first...but the desperation comes through loud and clear. we all need to give ourselves a pep talk now and then. The trick is to believe it. ( : O )