This deep sinking feeling
It takes root in my essence
Below the surface, far from home
I feel alone without your presence
In this dark abyss I like
Like a cocoon wrapped in silk
So familiar, without pride
In the depths I do hide
So cold and all alone
In the depths I’m on my own
Without a conscious, without a soul
I fall deeper in this hole
The water closes in around me
And now I feel the anger of the sea
It crushes me, steals my breath
Closer and closer I come to death
Fighting back with all my might
I push at the sea in the night
Dark, black, blood wine
On my blood the water must dine
Rock bottom I hit the floor
And now I found what I stand for
I crouch in the depths, with all my might
I push off the ground, ready for a fight
I broke the cocoon and grew my wings
Alone and dark in the depths I became
Something more, something less
Here and now I must confess
I have sinned, I have done wrong
I have killed, to become strong
This watery grave exists in us all
Secrets, lies, you too must fall
In the Depths
- Author: P.X. Vexxus ( Offline)
- Published: June 7th, 2017 05:17
- Comment from author about the poem: In the Depths [June 26, 2015] A story about a person seeking self-improvement.
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Comments1
I read it as eventually we choose between good and evil. Sometimes there is no balance and one pulls us down. Nicely done.
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