the darkness, the fear, inside me
of what will come next
this feeling of dread, this hateful lament
i see the truth behind the eyes in the mirror
i know i am to late to stop it
who i was is gone, left is the shell
the problems avoided,the lies told
have come to haunt me
my end is past, myself is no more
left is the hollow image
i hate the man in the reflective glass
he is deserving of only pity and disgust
i mourn the death of myself
the darkness is here.
A contest entry
- Let the best poet win! by Norman Crabtree.
675 points, ended January 23, 2007, 107 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - tear me open at the seams. (pretty prewrites part deux) ♥ by noir eyes.
500 points, ended January 15, 2007, 18 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - #4 Losing a loved one. by xox-lankan-xox.
500 points, ended March 13, 131 entries
Honorable mention
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
...
Comments
1 - 6 of 6
-
Thank you for taking the time to enter this contest and the best of luck to you.
-
Wow
Wow, this is an amazing deep and dark poem. Where'd you get the idea for this poem? Your an a amazing poet, thanks so much for entering my contest and good luck! My favorite lines were
"i see the truth behind the eyes in the mirror
i know i am to late to stop it
who i was is gone, left is the shell" Keep up the amazing work! Take care, I will be around to read and comment more on your poems so until then bye!
-
amazing write. short & sweet, just how i like them. lol. thank you for sharing this with me & good luck in the contest!
-
Thank you for entering my contest!
well this poem certainly lived upto its title, thank you for sharing his and good luck in the future. -
I really like this one..
-
Excellent write- I just happened upon this one and I'm well pleased I did...a really good and dark write about self-hatred. Always good to write about the psyche...it is very carthartic.
Adding your comment:
1 - 6 of 6
