Sometimes blinded by the brightness
Again I see a coat of darkness
Growing like a black monster
Luring into the hole of despair
Gasping for the air and breathe
Struggling to live behind the black beneath
My soul wanted to be saved
Fighting against the strong urge to be lured
Darkness embracing me tightly
Crying, soothing and comforting slowly
Spreading its vigor and tentacles
Confining within burning circles
Steadily the melancholy is creeping in
No purpose, no sunlight to be seen
Feeling helpless in a trapped prison
All happening without a reason!
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Author:
Simplyalice (
Offline) - Published: February 7th, 2022 00:52
- Category: Reflection
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Comments2
some memory's or rivers of reverie
we choose to trace, back
can overwhelm us sometimes
and your words capture those sensations
really well, great imagery..
thanks for sharing
Thanks
The descending mood of depression grasps like a fist and borders on panic.
Very relateable though I am a positive minded person, the darkness is always a threat.
I discovered you today the 26th March so I'm having a look at som of your previous posts... you're good.
Thank You for discovering me 🙂 It means a lot to get such feedbacks from fellow aspiring poets. Rightly pointed by you darkness is always a threat. Thanks
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