Trapped

I am in a dark place
I am in a dark space
I seem to merely exist
I hear my name
Brief glimpses of a life once lived
I hear my name
No happiness, No sadness
Sometimes a little madness
   Just my name
I know
    There must be a way out

Trapped, surrounded by demons
    Invisible, but there
Whenever I try to move
I hear my name
I feel their presence
I feel bound
   Rooted
They never interfere 
But never let go

Full of despair
No energy to move
    Weightless
        I am nothing but air
Why can’t I dissipate
Why can’t I just float away
My name binds me here
I wish I could forget it
Just when I think I can
I hear my name

Stop calling my name

It’s over
Why can’t I be let go
There are never any good thoughts
But, then again, never any bad
It’s just me
    Now
        Without substance
        Without purpose
        Without reason
If it was even possible
I’d go insane
But I don’t really exist

Stop calling my name

Let me go
Show me a path
Open your heart
Have mercy

Occasionally I see the light of
    Forgotten oblivion

Maybe someday

For now
    I have to stay

David Gray

Feb 2016