EERIE LONGING


I'm in this room, with nothing but myself.

An eerie longing crawls up and down,
back and forth, with nothing to add.

A lonely misthorn in my ears alarm distress.

A single fire bursts and falls, and my eyes go black.
Try to go back. Try to go back.

"_ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _ _!"

I can't hear my own words.

I scream, as if...

Nothing.

I fear. This is what I fear.
And what I cannot leave.

Take me back. Take me back.

I cannot scream no more.

My tongue is lying on the floor,
and the eerie longing has taken it's place.




Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2009-07-15 at 17:48

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Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
this is very darkly macabre. Your form in writing adds to the angst of facing one's own death. well done. Kathy
2009-07-16