By Bradley James Clutter

pits of blackness formed long ago
a deep abyss that seems endless and dark
to some it seems beautiful to its own soul it seems a rotting pit
a person rotting... a child born to be tortured
a heart torn to pieces repeatedly
a mind concealed behind the blackness
unable to be seen with the strongest eyes
permission to try to discover is given continuously
effort put forth by others is next to nothing
no progress towards healing
a simple event...
as mundane as another day
something it seems that has happened many times before
a question answered by a yes as it has been many times
a relationship.... a simple one it seems

two minds wishing for the same
blind to the other
the black pits unable to see the pure love
then against 15 years of rotting it is simply reversed
the scars, tears, hate, all healed in an instant
the mind concealed is spinning
unable to comprehend wat is happening
the only mark of the torture left is the blackness
the mind refuses to believe that it is being surrounded in love
it continues for two months
until permission for the grandest event is given
it continues to deny the love
then all of a sudden that day comes
the day all things are realized
once it begins the two minds infuse
above this cruel world
soring with each other
catching wat seems to be a glimse of heaven
once it ends the mind cannot deny it to itself any longer
the blackness is still there.....but there is a light deep inside
hardly noticeable...
wats not realized is that this light is a fire
a burning flame of passion
the pits are immensely deep, it seems to be only a kindling flame
the truth that is not seem is that its a roaring blaze
a colossal fire of astronomical proportions roaring through the very soul
a fire with endless fuel behind the blackness that will never be exstinguished
the pits never to be black again
the mind always open
always a light, always a realization of true beauty
a realization of.....true love