What is the daunting feeling that haunts my mind?….

It feels hollow and empty, like an endless ravine that cannot be filled with no end to it.

So dark it is, nothing escapes it’s depths, all is swallowed by it’s ravenous hunger and all that falls into it is lost.

Like rolling waves the impulsive feeling of doubt emirates from this place, so much uncertainty and resilience… It’s all so familiar.

It feels as if I am standing on the edge again, poised and ready to jump into nothing, stood alone and waiting for that which seems to elude me.

I have to put trust once again into myself and in my choices.

The night

The night draws in,
The day ends,
Such is the way of things.

Nothing can be heard over the silence of the night,
Straining to hear even the slightest sound,
Still nothing,
Only eternal silence.

The night cannot last,
The silence will break,
All that can be done is wait.