Eternity

Wandering in darkness grope,
Finding not a glimpse of hope.
Fingers touch to find my way,
Each foot fall, my heart betrays
The fear which drives me through the day.

Suddenly the ground is lost,
Flailing arms as body's tossed.
Splashing down in crimson pool,
The warm embrace is much too cruel,
I curse this lowly, wretched fool.

Floundering in this self made hell,
Warmth increasing as I dwell,
Within the confines I create,
Screaming as myself berate,
Giving in to this, my fate.



Poetry by TeeTee
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Written on 2007-04-23 at 16:57

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Alfred Iwerebor
I read through most of your poems. The power of the first pulled me to the next and then to the next.
You are very articulate and gifted. But I am sure I tell you what you already know.
2007-04-23