Running in the darkness
lost deep in my past,
I feel how hands pull me further
into this thick sinking mass.
No matter how much I struggle
I can not escape your grasp,
as when I think you've let go
I can only drown a bit more.
Yet I plunge into this abyss
getting thrown on land by waves,
only to be overwhelmed by smoke,
with no hope of ever coming out.
I run into the flames,
yet i don't seem to burn.
Only left here kneeling on fire,
and gasping for air.
As all my attempts are futile,
I finally seem to pass out,
to wake up in my lonely bed,
all alone in the dark.
A nightmare? What a scary experience. Darkness is a place of loneliness and fear. Nice write, I like it. Pls read my poems and comment
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
You too man? I thought I was the only one. Good poem Javier Falcon.