ONE`S OWN HELL

Have stepped away misdirected
things so long coming now unexpected
that your random act of kindness for
me i have never know such utter blindness .

Familiarity's breath  contempt , once stood
fast through utter shyness, under the cloud
the sun never penetrates no rays of light
what is bright when shadows silhouette
hope! grappling choice without a voice . 

what is a tree falling when mountains 
tumble, requests laden with dying passion 
spat out like the air we breath trembling with 
fear to far apart to be near .

On the sabbath day he rests as i perish 
having no fear of hell as in it i dwell .