I am a shell
Of nothingness
I am empty
you’re falling
Into an abyss
I’m the void
Can’t breathe
The claws are digging
My back, my lungs, again
There is no end
To the wind on my back
pushing, pulling
Gravity is taking me
The claws are pulling me down
Sinking, I am sinking
There is no landing, no surroundings
I look for something to grab
It’s pitch black
all I see
Is nothing
A hand, illuminated, reaches out
too scared to grab it
It keeps reaching for me, begging
Please grab it
Please
I reach out for the hand
grab it
It pulls
Out I come from the darkness
Into a blinding light
I’m awake
The claws leave their mark, forever
Memories of nothing
Hold my hand, protect me
the claws have a way of coming back
when they're least expected
when they come back
hold my hand
this isn't quite how i wanted this poem to come out. it's still a work in progress. i found some notes i jotted down in my planner that i intended to make a poem out of when i wrote them but i just now got to it