The Darkest Moment

I have set the madman loose,
he is free to move the pathways.
I have cut the murderer from his noose,
to re-offend as always.
I have unleashed a beast
and summoned demons motive.
I am at my very least
and yet my most creative.

I push through the experience,
in search of my egress.
Through language I seek release,
to purge and self confess.
But this aspect all possessing
is merely soul segmented.
I am at my very least,
but entire and just fragmented.

I am being through succession,
moulded and affected.
By experience I’ve grown,
both witnessed and imparted.
So this moment in it’s darkness,
is merely born of weakness.
I am at my very least,
but never the defeatist.