Hello Poetry
Submit your work and get some sparkles! Create free account
Face down and alone In your crystal palace Cheek pressed against glass Cracks on ev'ry surface Fear taking your breath With each passing moment The cold hand of death Closing around your neck "Is this the end, then?" The question left hanging Your wild beating heart Slowly going silent The stars disappear Night reaches its blackest Then glorious light Comes piercing the darkness
0
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
Cracks
Face down and alone In your crystal palace Cheek pressed against glass Cracks on ev'ry surface Fear taking your breath With each passing moment The cold hand of death Closing around your neck "Is this the end, then?" The question left hanging Your wild beating heart Slowly going silent The stars disappear Night reaches its blackest Then glorious light Comes piercing the darkness
elle-esso
Written by
Jan 27, 2018
Jan 27, 2018 at 11:57 AM UTC
Request permission to use this poem