Pain
The rushing of black water that slowly envelops,
With a dark terrifying matter without any grace
Leaving me to run down the rolling slopes
Whirlpools of pain and misery cascade down my face
Secret wishes burrowing inside, poisoning me
My existence, not there! Suddenly no trace
A shadow dancing against the sea
Trickles of hatred in plain sight
An aura of a hungry bee
The neverending cycle of pain,
haunts me, and plagues me,
till my heart shatters and I bleed
👁 7💬 0
Something wrong with this poem?
Replies are closed for this poem.
Your Poem's Voice
See what makes your poem unique — its voice, energy, themes, and the literary traditions it draws from.
Comments (0)
No comments yet. Be the first to share your thoughts.
Log in to leave a comment.