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IT


The darkness comes across and wraps around me 

Suffocating me and breaking my bones 

 

Shivers run down my spine

IT grasps me so tightly

and I try to respire

 

My instinct tells me to fight 

But I let IT consume me 

Let IT spread across my body and mark me 

 

I can’t breathe 

I can't focus

 

I chose not to fight  

I do not gasp for air 

And I do not care

 

I hear some voices around me telling me to come back 

But I just stand there and let IT caress me 

 

My vision starts to blur 

All I see is IT

 

I clench at my chest 

My heart races as I feel IT invade my body

tightening the hold on me 

 

IT has grown into a penumbra 

As IT devours me whole 

And we become one

 
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Comments (2)

Jenni8904
<p>Thanks so much! I&#39;ll definitely check it out!</p>
Joseph Cromwell
<p>I honestly loved this poem. It reminds me of one I did quite similar to this. If you would like, you can check it out. It&#39;s called My Sickness (IT). Also feel free to join our group, Diverse Poetry. We are always looking for critique and new things to read.</p>

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