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Sep 2011
Darkness drifts around me.
Fog, dark as night, swallows me whole.
Running is no good.
Screaming, crying, hurting does nothing.
For now, my mind only knows fear.
I’m blind in this darkness,
Unaware of what’s to be,
What will happen if I keep moving forward.
Demons surround me in the fog,
Tormenting me, breaking me.
I scream. I yell. I try pain.
But the demons, the darkness remains.
A point of light bursts for me.
Briefly, the darkness disappears.
I’m running for the light
but it slowly gets further and further away.
Without that light there,
The darkness drifts around me,
Swallowing me whole once more.
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