Cyberspace

Here I sit again staring at the screen
while the endless patter of rain on the tin roof
thunders through my ears and into my brain
As I stroll the dark halls of cyberspace
skimming through endless files of knowledge and nonsense
passing through the endless mindless and meaningless
chatter of those damned chat rooms and bullshit bulletin boards
past all those sites which require credit card numbers
Yet I continue to sit here in the dark,
listening to the dark messages of Black Sabbath
while my eyes are burning out of my head
and I find myself wondering if ...
I will ever feel the warm touch of another
or will the memories of love gone bad
condemn me to roam these dark halls for eternity

THE PIT by Darkside

I walked into the pit with my eyes wide open.
The pit was made of despair and misery
The pit was filled with drugs and alcohol.
I told myself that it didn't matter, I had nothing left to lose
I told myself I could always leave if I wanted too.
I told myself again and again as I explored the deeper darker crevices.
I soon realized that the walls and passages had become steeper and slippery.
I tried to climb out, but I fell back again and again.
I cut handholds and grips in a desperate effort to escape from my own escape.
I found myself in the deepest darkest hole,
Yet I knew somehow I could I would get out,
I pulled myself up, I could see the light, my goal was near.
As I was about to make my escape, I heard a faint cry from below.
I returned to the pit to find a woman
She was pale and sickly
I wondered how I could have not noticed her before.
I had been in the pit for so long..
She embraced me like a long lost friend
She cried I too want to leave the pit
Please take me with you, I'm so scared,
I can't do it by myself she sobbed
So we climbed together, I guided her hands and her feet.
As we came close to the top, she cried we can't go any farther
Help me back down the walls are too steep too wet...
I carefully hoisted her to my shoulders and pushed her further upward
She grabbed the upmost edge and pulled her self out.
She gazed back into the pit as the ledge crumbed out from under my feet
She said to me "Thank you so much for helping me out of the pit"
"I will never forget what you have done for me."
As she walked away I fell back to the bottom of the pit.
As I lapped at the liquor on the floor
I studied the dark space where she had been
And I wondered if it was my space.

Darkside 1/8/95

It's Raining again...

Loneliness, dread and depression
like swimming in a sea of day old coffee
as the rain streams down the windows
making puddles on the window sill,
reminding me of the years of tears
lost happiness and eternal hopelessness
I sit here waiting to be swallowed by
the black hole known as death
welcoming it's cold embrace
wondering if and when it will come


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