by Erin Jones
Memories, tidal waves of anguish, flood my mind. Life continues, but I've fallen behind. The darkness is gaining on me, I can feel it. The cold it emanates caresses my back, sends chills down my spine. I've nearly given up, my life has abandoned me, too far out of reach, and the darkness is nearly upon me. I can feel its breath on my neck. Its teeth are sinking into my skin. The madness inside my veins has finally been released. The pressure was building and now it is gone. I have fallen. The darkness envelops my body, my mind, my soul. It traps me within the cold wall of silence, darkness, pain. When the darkness finally releases me, life is gone.
Posted on 12/02/2007
Copyright © 2020 Erin Jones
|Member Comments on this Poem|
|Posted by Emily Tong on 12/03/07 at 09:21 PM|
wow this is so intense - i can definitely relate. i like the way you build the tension with each new description. the last sentence was like releasing a long-held breath.
|Posted by Michelle Angelini on 12/07/07 at 12:59 AM|
Erin, a sad note to life and how it could be. But I sometimes feel trapped in the darkness, although I don't stay there. Welcome to pathetic, sorry it took me so long to tell you that.