Breaking Down (Into the Darkness)

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Long ago I built these fences around me,
to protect my soul from the vagaries of life,
to hide from the wretched world that we call home,
to let me be myself;

I guess I got lost,
somewhere along the way,
because I stopped to fortify these fences,
as I assumed I could never get hurt (after-all these years);

Now, as life slowly creeps and crawls its way into my system,
I find myself stranded, I find myself weak,
against an invisible force,
I feel trapped, bound by the shackles of existence;

under a dark twilight,
I slowly slip back into the darkness,
that I once escaped from,
that I once left behind;

with my fences (walls) down,
I can no longer quell these monsters,
that rage within me,
as they try to take control of my senses;

I am just a kite dancing in this hurricane of life,
struggling to hold on to what I have got,
trying to navigate through this raging tempest of existence,
while I descend into the darkness from within;