I can't see through this blackend veil
all hopes and dreams seem to fail
It is cold growing colder still
Growing silent I lost all will
Fear runs all over on the floor
I climb a chair and cry some more
Alone I stay broken like this place
I can't even remember a single face
I used to like to sing but not anymore
I tried to eat, I can't anymore
I lost my hunger and the pleasure inside
I am worthless and continue to hide
Water pours in filling the air
No open doors or window to spare
What does it matter I'm no one special
I don't know who I am to even be visible
I'll curl up in a ball during this ordeal
I start to panic so I guess I still feel
Water fills my lungs, why get help
A last beat of a heart I barely felt
A blackend veil is all I see
Lifting to a room broken like me
Author notes
I was wondering what my hell would be like.
Comments
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Wht more can I say.... Gives me chills!!! I can feel the pain inside ones soul.... Great piece of work.
Cheers,
FJ
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Intense!
This is good. Chilling but good. It seems to me that a hell like this exists in all of us while we still live. You did an excellent job describing that here. I really love your closing two lines, they fit and end the poem perfectly.
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'Fear runs all over on the floor' The imagery running through my mind inspired by this line is stuff along the lines of dark (obviously) stuff, like blood or something else. If this would be your hell, I hope I never get stuck in it. The pain coming from the words is so intense that I feel like I should be hunched over, breathless and unable to catch my breath.
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i love the darkness and the pain i can feel great writing
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