No Savior

In the dark of day,
And in the bright of night,
I whisper to an empty air.

I watch the shadows fall around me,
Engulf me,
Sing to me.

Calling to an unholy ghost,
To anything,
To save me.

I close my eyes to the dark,
And the lights become gray
As my reality unravels.

Dreams of times forgotten
And times remembered
And times unwanted. 

Dreams of beauty
And dreams of love
And dreams of terror.

I wander with no aim
Into the tumbling wall,
The crashing of my desolate hand.

Then after storms that fill the night,
Bending and binding and breaking me,
I am filled with the light of nothing.

And there is no hero,
No knight,
No savior.

I welcome the beasts and men,
Anyone,
to take me away from the darkness of light.