My Mind is a Dark Hallway

My mind is a dark hallway
Tenebrous. Filled with fears,
Thoughts I believed forgotten
Sorrow locked behind tight doors
Yet if I were to walk down
This hallway, I dread what I'd find.
Iron locks oxidizing from the cool rush of air
Floating aimlessly through the hall.
My mind, protected,
My memories, safe.
But how am I? Cowering,
Behind my safety, afraid to live
Or will I unlock these doors
That hold back my passion
Drives, goals. To find freedom
To be me.

Where is the Light?

This world seems so crazy;
I hear the sirens call
Once again racing toward
Calamities unknown.
How did these streets turn
To dens of vile deceit,
While the pious fill church coffers
With their righteous mites.
Death like a parasitic being
Latches onto us, seeping,
Draining all life away
Into its all-consuming void.
Even the sun is blocked out
By the grey luminous clouds
Threatening to enclose us
In unending darkness.
Where is the light?
How am I to see
The path though this mire
Of disjointed reality?

As I Am

As I am,
Unadorned
You take me.
Unnoticed, unloved
You receive me.
The very essence
Of who you are
Draws me close,
Closer to who made me.
Even if I push away
I look around still able
To see your handiwork.
No, you are not far away,
Distant and cold
You come close
To those you love
As oxygen is to fire
So your love is to me.