this empty space

This Empty Space.
________________

Odd how The
Words pour out
at The Strangest
Moments...

in the middle 
of Life's Daily 
Routine..

and you Wish
you could freeze
The Memory
somehow (and
own it.) to 
prevent it from
slipping behind
The Minds 
Subconscious
Screen.

I feel like
an Automaton,..
trapped behind
a Wall of Painted
Glass..

Screaming At
an Abyss to find
some Comfort
in the Dawn!

(silenced
by The Torments
of My Past.)

Cunning and 
Baffling is This
Liquid Devil..

which makes
My Shadowed
Life seem Blessed
By Angels' Grace..

My Hands 
are Calm..

Equilibrium
Level..

Then Everything
Fades once
the Nightmare
of Reality leaves
me Strangled!!

(and Suffocating
in This Empty
Space.)

J.Stephen.H.