i lapse into this recurring trance
underwater, shadows dance
shadows of gloom, those that spell doom
outstretch their hands, singing bewitching tunes
their whispers of evil echo like devil's chords
squeezing my heart, crushing my skull
underwater, i'm dragged further
to the floor, for more torture
i struggle to wake
underwater, i shake
my head and drag
my arms restrained
by shadows still
and it does work
i wake, but
the feeling of shadows
underwater remains
the water in my lungs
and shadows, like thick fog
weigh on me, even as i wake up
pulling me from reality once more
shadows, will you leave me alone?
when will this practice be done?
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Colour Me Poetry✓
Poetry*Previously known as Poetry Dump* °Some rant with prose °I rant with poetry Colour Me Poetry is a collection of one hundred poems written in both a successful and unsuccessful attempt to understand the colours of life. It is a collection analyzing a...
