The Dark

And now I’m caught

I feel so tired

I haven’t the strength for even a spark

And I can’t feel

A simple breeze

My body’s flames have been doused in the dark

 

There’s chains around my wrists

I can’t react

And my skin is faded and cracked

 

I’ve lost all hope

Of sweet fresh air

Nothing to release me from this nightmare

My life flickers

The wavescrash down

And I think I’ll drown, in the dark

 

There’s chains around my wrists

I can’t get free

But I won’t give thenm the pleasure of my plea

 

Somehow I rise

From apathy

The urge to defy suddenly consumes me

Open the latch

And stare right down

Into the mindless swirling abyss of the dark

 

My chains slip from me

It’d be so easy

Just to fall, to set myself free

 

I’d be set free

I’d be set free

I’d be set free

But then I see ...

 

The End

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