the light fades to a piercing black
the darkness:
swelling and pulsing slowly,
like lungs taking their last breath,
like hearts skipping their last beat,
and eyes shedding their last tears,
as the darkness consumes the
layers of scars you've built up
from falling off the swings you call life,
as the darkness takes you
to the depths you didn't know existed
you turn to bone
no more flesh to call your own
and you cannot see the light
anymore
when life's in deaths hands
Dec 9, 2015
Dec 9, 2015 at 11:49 AM UTC
the light fades to a piercing black
the darkness:
swelling and pulsing slowly,
like lungs taking their last breath,
like hearts skipping their last beat,
and eyes shedding their last tears,
as the darkness consumes the
layers of scars you've built up
from falling off the swings you call life,
as the darkness takes you
to the depths you didn't know existed
you turn to bone
no more flesh to call your own
and you cannot see the light
anymore
when life's in deaths hands
