"Antidote" | 7 out of 365

Is there any antidote
to the engulfing sorrow?

Downbeat,
I was unable to flee from the ravages
of my own dolor

I was fumbling to find a light
rummaging for a crescent moon
or a hidden star

I was fumbling to find a light
that will point to my freedom
to a place
distant from the lurking inner scars

Yet,
I was unable to flee from my own scars,
as the freezing embrace of the darkness
gently steered me
towards my own madness