Knowing

Knowing...

Darkness covers the tortured soul like a blanket of cold ice and snow.
Now knowing where to go.
Lost into the seas of madness, demons possessing what's within.
Not knowing where to begin.
Tears stream down like rain on a sunny day.
Not knowing what to say.

Feeling hopeless as the levels of sanity slip away into the big, black void of pain.
Not knowing what is sane.
Feeling the soul's heart crushed like someone crumpling up a soda can only to be thrown away.
Not knowing what dismay.
Choking on the thoughts with words to express what path is worn and abused.
Not knowing who is confused.

Death and rebirth to a new life only to find eternal sleep and dreams.
Always knowing it is not what it seems.
Reaching out to the moon to seek guidance to the Goddess who always knows.
Always...knowing what she knows.