The Feast

Location

There she goes, falling

Down into the unconquerable abyss

Lost inside herself

There’s no escaping

The terrible monsters that live in her soul

They lurk in the looming blackness

Waiting for their chance to feast

Controlled by the last illuminating piece

It flashes, it blinks,

And then…

Darkness.

Comments

Additional Resources

Get AI Feedback on your poem

Interested in feedback on your poem? Try our AI Feedback tool.
 

 

If You Need Support

If you ever need help or support, we trust CrisisTextline.org for people dealing with depression. Text HOME to 741741