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Tears choked back, held in, and were locked deep inside Chest cavity opened to an emptiness that couldn't subside Slippery oil dark and thick took its root in my core A sickness of the pain that I couldn't hold in anymore It leaked out like dark thoughts into my gut and made me nauseous If I had know the results of my control I would have been more cautious Cautious in the way of never letting go and hiding behind the lie I would have lived more in a way of freedom and flying high Instead of quick sand always making me sink and crawl I would have picked a cliff with a beautiful waterfall When my body would fall forward my soul would be wiped clean At least I know I would've died to a wonderful scene
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Jan 16, 2022
Jan 16, 2022 at 8:26 AM UTC
Sickness
Tears choked back, held in, and were locked deep inside Chest cavity opened to an emptiness that couldn't subside Slippery oil dark and thick took its root in my core A sickness of the pain that I couldn't hold in anymore It leaked out like dark thoughts into my gut and made me nauseous If I had know the results of my control I would have been more cautious Cautious in the way of never letting go and hiding behind the lie I would have lived more in a way of freedom and flying high Instead of quick sand always making me sink and crawl I would have picked a cliff with a beautiful waterfall When my body would fall forward my soul would be wiped clean At least I know I would've died to a wonderful scene
sarah-carlson
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Jan 16, 2022
Jan 16, 2022 at 8:26 AM UTC
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