Dark Sea Poem by Nitum Jain

bereft of all emotions,
the bygone years still with me.
the forgotten wounds still fresh,
and rotten souls call for me.

my plight to heaven still in vain,
with leagues ahead to venture.
a terrible past following me,
a woeful future no where in picture

a present caught between
swirls of darkness
deprived of the speck of hope
and slimy hands reaching out for me
calling me to their nothingness

a heart pumping with soundless beat
pumping my life into a void
of leashless qualms

rebels causes me misery
my luck scorns at me
a tentacle of thought pulling me
into the dark penseive sea