Obscure

Obscure, like I am,
Like words in an untouched book
The pages unturned;
A mystery unfurls.

Speak not of my deeds,
But yet of my faith
Tears on a parched page
Leaves as crisp as words.

Loss of loves true feel
Against my roughness
My sorrow a battle
To stem my tears and bottle my pain.

Battle worn figure
In the middle of no man's land
Alone on a sea of darkness which expands

My heart is wrought with anger
My eyes blemished with the ghost of my past!
The time ticking away my future,
The mirror telling my past

Like the many novels I represent
Crowding in on me
Like those glistening memories
Illuminated by the lights from above.

The ending coming closer,
Step by step
Closer and closer!
The tears blotching the pages

Reflecting my misery,
The fears

A winding path spreading out beneath me
Branches leading off, but which represents me
Deep breath rips at my lungs
Stumbling forward into the obscure darkness
Uncertain,
After you...