If you have been reading my blog, you would know that early
in March I finished my first fiction novel, After the Static. While that is
still at the editor and waiting on cover design, I have a ton of focus and
energy. With that, I decided that I would edit/rewrite my first dark poetry
book Walking Before Dawn. Today, that
work has paid off as the new (and much improved) book hit the shelves at
Amazon.
Walking
Before Dawn
In every small town across the world, stories exist of
strange creatures surviving in the dark corners of the abyss waiting to be
discovered. Are they real? For some people, these shadows take on many
different faces within the dark corridor of their minds. Yet, within this
darkness, there is a light that can be found, and possibly even a story that
can ascend when viewed through a dramatic eye. While some of these visions are
obscure and foreboding, these tales can also take on a life full of brightness
and joy. In Walking Before Dawn, the passages of despair are opened to expose
the soul of the abyss and see the beauty, pain, and desires that endure in the
unseen world.
Here is a piece of writing that did not make it into the
final edit. I hope you enjoy!
Take Me
The eyes peer inside my silence as I drift,
My mind trapped inside your poisoned void,
I am helpless, hypnotized within the tainted inferno,
Impaled by deceit, and cravings of flesh-
The illicit desires that line the canvas.
Have me; I am yours…
The needles guide me through the spiral cliffs,
My eyes blind to the beauty hidden inside your vines,
I am powerless, fascinated by inconceivable pleas,
Tortured by darkness, and the forbidden fruit-
The serpent draws near; trap me in your guise.
Take me; I am waiting…
My mind trapped inside your poisoned void,
I am helpless, hypnotized within the tainted inferno,
Impaled by deceit, and cravings of flesh-
The illicit desires that line the canvas.
Have me; I am yours…
The needles guide me through the spiral cliffs,
My eyes blind to the beauty hidden inside your vines,
I am powerless, fascinated by inconceivable pleas,
Tortured by darkness, and the forbidden fruit-
The serpent draws near; trap me in your guise.
Take me; I am waiting…