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kind of an old poem...I'm swimming all alone in a pool of darknessand I feel like darkness is slowly pulling me underI yell for help but no one is there to hear itI begin to see the water at eye leveland I kick and flailfighting to stay above the darknessBut the darkness won't let go of its hold on meand I slowly begin to give into the feeling that lies below the water linethe waters starts to fill my lungsthe lungs that once held so much lifeyet now they allow the murky water to replace thatI know that this path doesn't lead to happinessBut why doesn't someone grab my handpull me from darkness's grasp?because no one knows I stand at the boundarythe boundary between light and darkso I give in to the thing that holds meAll of the strength and all of the couragethat I once held in my heartcan't save me from the waterSo I slowly slip below the world of conscientiousnessundetected by the occupants of that worldI don't want to fight anymoreI've given into darkness
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