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End of Night

by D. Sager (writer), In the wind, May 11, 2012

Credit: darkattic
Again the succubus calls, answered by my willing compliance.

Not all is good at the end of night .............

Again the Succubus calls, answered by my willing compliance. I grab her by the hand, leading me further down the cluttered path, not to peace. Taking the fake offerings, momentary escapes that are void of relief, at the end of night. Grabbing any Savior, please speak kind to me, sooth my ache and dark thirst. There are no companions in this empty pursuit, I barely make it out alive, who will follow me in my destruction? Holding the works of addiction, I set up a fix that never satisfies, only to do it again and again before the end of night. Many will lead me there, then abandon my desperate body to its agonies of thought. There are no tomorrows in this never land, dreams are abandoned on the altar of deprecation. The birds sing, announcing their joy of morning, spectators that look on, mocking the death of ambition and hope, increasing my dread that comes, at the end of night. Shake yourself my drugged soul, find your escape and run from the pain that finds you; a great price is paid in the dressings of celebrations that go on until the end of night. Caught again by the arrows of habit, striking me with precision through the errant presumption of safe chambers that open in the end of night. With no deliverance, shackles bind tighter with each twitch of resistance. I lay down hoping for the end of night. To relieve myself of these panicked flights, I seek sleep, now stolen, hidden from my ever reaching mind; yet, I fight, until the end, of night.

First written in opinionsofeye.com



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By dchaitanya on May 11, 2012 at 09:37 pm

A complex thinking presented in a nice form.

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By D. Sager on May 11, 2012 at 11:26 pm

Thanks dc, not many can follow me in my wanderings through the blackness of the human condition...

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By Barbara MacDonald on May 12, 2012 at 12:44 pm

I will follow you Sager and always tell you that you will rise above with your beautiful soul...amen...

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By Barbara MacDonald on May 12, 2012 at 12:47 pm

@DC...is not at all complex if you understand the heart and soul of a survivor...it is a reflection of the beauty and honesty born from pain..total respect Sager...

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By Uttam Gill on May 18, 2012 at 03:33 am

From the dreary exhaustion of time Sager you reason out the meanings...I read and see...I read and feel...I read and analyse...I read and wonder....I read and question..I read and understand...From the description I am picking up you...In doing so I see the perfection and honesty in your words which says so much for the one who has a will to read and I am reading you...You are unique in your own way...It is a treat to read your article...

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By Uttam Gill on May 18, 2012 at 03:33 am

From the dreary exhaustion of time Sager you reason out the meanings...I read and see...I read and feel...I read and analyse...I read and wonder....I read and question..I read and understand...From the description I am picking up you...In doing so I see the perfection and honesty in your words which says so much for the one who has a will to read and I am reading you...You are unique in your own way...It is a treat to read your article...

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By Uttam Gill on May 18, 2012 at 03:34 am

@ Barb...I fully agree with you..."is not at all complex if you understand the heart and soul of a survivor...it is a reflection of the beauty and honesty born from pain..."

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By D. Sager on May 23, 2012 at 11:40 pm

getting lost is a matter of perspective...perhaps you should rage against the light...

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