A Dark Place

Hanible

Back to screaming in a pillow 

Pounding on my head 

Trying to stop the voices 

John doe

A duffel bag 

Buried in the basement 

Worried 

Scared 

My heart stop beating 

Years ago 

Sitting close to the TV 

Never found the remote 

Brain dead 

Struck in the same dream 

I mean 

The cycle 

Standing 

Ready to jump 

Pool

Of 

Sweat 

Blood 

Tears 

Hit by a car 

Call the coroner 

The pitchfork is in me

  • Author: Hanible (Offline Offline)
  • Published: April 14th, 2025 21:24
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Comments3

  • Mourgana of the Fey

    Sometimes it is not easy to be in the dark or in a dark period of our life, a haunting tale

  • sorenbarrett

    Anxiety climbed into panic in this poem that is as tense as the E string on a violin. Well worded it conveys its message well

  • Tony36

    Excellent write



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