Dark Thoughts

Frederick Samson

I spiral down a slippery slope
Entwined as I descend
I’m drowning in a kaleidoscope
As My mind begins to blend

Swallowed as Im consumed
As I sync into the abyss
Left as hollow as a vacuum
Neither extinct yet nor exist

Falling down this internal funnel
All life is drained from inside
Like crawling down an eternal tunnel
But no sight remains to guide

Condemned, I see a rope
I hold it tight but it’s just another chain
I see an end, is it hope
I see a light, it’s not, it’s a train

 

  • Author: Frederick Samson (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 30th, 2019 16:54
  • Category: Unclassified
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