from long long ago...

so here we are clearing out our old house and i'm going through my drawer... and find a whole bunch of stuff written long long ago. Some are scribbled on parking tickets, others on the back of Bible study questions and envelopes. Many are unfinished (the reason why i do not rest now until i complete a piece), some have faded so i can only guess what the words say. So, in the next few posts, i'll be putting down stuff i wrote many years ago... here goes...

it's closing time, everybody's going home;
look around you... are you the only one
who's feeling all alone?
cashiers ring the last charge of the day;
people packing up, they're all going away.

dj's on the p.a. saying, "have a safe trip
home, hope that you'll be back again tomorrow"
shops close. the lights go out as
the last car pulls away.
close your eyes and try to
bring back memories of yesterday.

you were just a kid,
all you had to do was play;
why is it that now things have
turned out this way?

could it be something you did?
what was it you said?
are you the only one in pain
with zombies in your head?

the pangs of [hunger stab you like a]
switchblade in your side;
seems nothing compared to the
weariness of your soul.

the question comes again and again,
why me? where did i go wrong?
is there nothing that can
save me from this darkness
[all around?]

it holds you tight, it enters
you, from each and every side;
you cannot run, you cannot scream,
you've got no place to hide.

it rakes it's sharp and awful claws
into your tender skull;
your flesh gives fight alas in vain;
can hardly feel the pain.

crash of thunder, pound of drums,
your blood begins to boil;
the demons in your head tell you,
"your time is up, farewell".

fall on your knees before the darkness
consumes your soul; and say,
with one last final fleeting breath,
the prayer you meant to say
so very long ago.

- sometime between 1990-1998
what can i say? my memory sucks...