The Great Wall of Darkness
Copyright 2006 Curse Buster Sound
Well, here I am. Inside this wall of darkness. Just how long
have I been here? Days, weeks, months, or has it been all of my
life thus far? I really dont know. All I know is that I sit
here, here inside this wall of darkness. It seems so thick, it
seems as solid as granit, It seems so infinite. This wall of
darkness that surrounds me so completely. Oh, I can hear all of
the sounds, all of the sounds that are outside. All outside this
thick wall of darkness. I can hear all of the life, all of that
wonderful life. But they dont know that I am here. They dont
know that I am inside this thick wall of darkness. For no one
can see inside, none can penitrate this wall. none can see
inside this wall which has so completely encompassed me. But I
can hear them. And I just sit and listen. I listen to all of
that wonderful life out there. There must be light out there.
There must be sunshine out there. There must be, because I can
smell it, I can taste it, I can feel it. It heats my wall from
the outside, It's as though it can almost penitrate this great
wall of darkness. But alas, it does not penitrate it. It is just
a hope, and then it is gone. Just as the sun leaves the flower,
and the flower eventually withers. I am inside this wall of
darkness, and my soul is withering. Yes, I try to fight it, but
this great wall, this darkness, this blindness is just so
strong. It is so persistent, it is so infinite. But me! I am
finite, my strength needs to be replenished. Where can I find
the means, the replenishment, where can I find the hope, the
desire. Where can I find the patients. Do I exist? Or, is this
just a dream? Is this wall of darkness real? Or is this some
long, long day dream? I open my eyes, and the darkness is still
there. The wall is still there. The light is still on the
outside, I can hear it. The sounds are still on the outside, I
can hear them. The life is still on the outside, I can almost
taste it. And so, I sit here. I sit here inside this great wall
of darkness. Is this my prison, or just my allotment. I sit here
inside this wall, I sit here inside this great wall of darkness.
Kevin brown