Falling into the pit
Plunging deeper, deeper
Covered in cold,
Numb in darkness
It’s familiar
I know this despair
I know this prison
The exit I cannot see I envision
Waves crash and roll over
Dead, drowned corpses
Moldy clumps of hair,
How I long to breath
Sweet, bitter crisp air.
The whole, swallowed and hollow,
Rip out this black matter
Claw straight through my chest
Dig deeper, deeper.
Find that unholy place
A cruel irony,
Ugly, contorted fear of that space
Painfully aware what it holds
If you cannot face it
It’s face becomes yours
For you cannot leave
If you wish to go.
Dive into that hollow,
Go deeper, deeper.
Force yourself
stand root.
Hold steady
It will shoot
Pain
Liquid fire
Like lava it goes
To the core
Set afire
Bones
Ablaze,
My skin
It burns
A hellfire rain couldn’t hurt worse
Buckle down
Collapse and catch
My last stronghold,
These hands I clasp
My final cry, like knives,
A thousand, tiny, pin-prick knives
Shattered my ears, but reached on high
In my smoldered blood I lie
Once again, reaching in my mind
Not the light, what I seek
Something far more meek
Climb these walls, reach
The sky!
How I long to burn this Hell of mine!
A sharp inhale
Deep sigh
Good things to tell me
I am alive.
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