I'm swimming all alone in
a pool of darkness, and I feel
like darkness is slowly
pulling me under.
I yell for help, but no one is
there to hear it. I begin to see the
water at eye level and I kick
and flail, fighting to stay above
the darkness, but the darkness
won't let go of it's hold on me,
and I slowly begin to give in,
to the feeling that lies below
the water line. The waters
starts to fill my lungs, the lungs
that once held so much life,
yet now they allow the
murky water to replace that.
I know that this path doesn't
lead to happiness, but why
doesn't someone grab my hand,
pull me from darkness's grasp?
Because no one knows that I
standing at the boundary,
the boundary between light and dark,
so I give in to the thing that
holds me. All of the strength
and all of the courage
That I once held in my heart
can't save me from the water,
so I slowly slip below the
world of consciousness, undetected
by the occupants of that world.
I don't want to fight anymore.
I've given into darkness.
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Poetry On Life Experiences
Poetry(Deep,Dark,Sad,Relationship) Just some inspirational in dark poetries. What I've dealt with in my life long journey. As majority of the people in this world did experience this before too, so i just hope for those who feel sad or down. Maybe being d...
