Blood flows like a mighty river
An emotional whirlpool
Tries to pull me under
I try and I try
But I can not get a grip
Sarrow flows like a mighty storm within my heart
The force of which
Will tear me apart
Darkness fills my sight
Blindness
Like the darkest night
I see nothing
I hear nothing
I smell nothing
Yet it is out there
Waiting to feast
Waiting to devour
Emotions like this is a beast
Waiting for the kill
Waiting to eat
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Author:
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A beast in the dark you hear its sounds and it raises hair on your skin but is often not seen. A good write Tony
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You are welcome Tony
Nicely written,
The Beast of Darkness.
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Hello, Tony,
The bete noir within us all, sucking the life out of our emotions expressed with a definite understanding in this very fine verse of yours. Very well done indeed. I have enjoyed reading this. Thank you very much.
Wishing you all the very best,
Tony.
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Going a bit dark, nicely done, enjoyed the read
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A powerful and genuine write. Very well put and resonates in it's own way.
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Sorrow can be so overwhelming!
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Most Welcome Tony 🙏🏻😊
Very emotive words Tony.
Andy
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An interesting peice. People are taught to hide their emotions. Specially emotions of a beast. Nice write.
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Wonderful, Tony! Reminds me of a poem I have published on here, back in the 2017/2018 time period I believe, called Bête Noire (Black Beast). Anywho, I truly enjoyed this, my friend. A fave from me. 🌹👏
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You are most welcome. 🖤♰🦇🪞🩸🕯️
Seems like repetitive dreams of mine. "Darkness fills my sight", so freighting. Nicely done.
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an extremely emotional piece delivered with great impact
well done
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most welcome
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