Suffocating Darkness

Rosey



The dark slides in a feral tide 

It cracks my ribs and worms inside 

Thoughts like teeth gnash at my bones

A choir of ash, a crown of stones

No breath no break just endless fall 

Scraping nails along the wall 

I rot beneath my own cruel skies 

Buried alive behind my eyes 

 

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  • sorenbarrett

    Short but powerful loaded with wonderful images and metaphor. (Thoughts like teeth gnash at my bones) so vivid. What a splendid depiction of internal anguish. A fave

    • Rosey

      That line came from a place deep beneath the surface... where thoughts truly do bite. I’m so grateful it reached you.

    • RSM0812

      This poems tittle is well put into words with this piece. I especially like the last line. Suffocating in the darkness. Powerful and well written. "Burried alive behind my eyes". The rhythm and Metre are both also perfectly on par. Great job.

      • Rosey

        That line came from a place of quiet agony, where the darkness presses in and no one sees. To have you feel it and to see it...means the world to me. Nothing scarier than feeling like you're facing life alone. Yet here we are all facing the same life.



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