Blackness Poem by Rachel Musser

Blackness

Rating: 5.0


Blackness pulling me,
sucking in whats left of me.
Feels like hands are reaching-
and tearing me apart
Little by little.

The blackness oozes,
running over me,
so thick like a blanket of smoke-
with no smell.
Thhere is no sound,
just a searing pain as It tears me open-
reaching into a dark chasm-
to find
that I was the blackness all around-
anyways

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SpongeBob Square Pants 19 October 2009

Nice read. It reminded me of cancer.

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