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Nov 2015
it is in this infernal darkness
which i find myself in so often
that i ponder the existence of this life in which i wander
meandering from one cavern to the next
nothing but hollow walls
their empty calls
those young callow innocents
they are the ones to be tainted
this world is not forgiving
yet you keep on living
and giving to me this sense of calm
when all this earth is a twisting storm
my mind
it battles
within its self
this daily eternity which i face in the gray
to you i exhort
the peace of the heart
i trap my own in words infertile
growing nothing but barren waste
the words i say are made in haste
you
you are the only taste
which can sanctify these lips of mine
your breath on my neck
the only one which sends shivers down my coiled spin
and at last i find
my ties that bind
are wound around my own hands
i hold the key to my own survival
selfishly i brandish the lies
my forever denial
i have forsaken
all
which i have taken, so much
these pill cannot cure
the disease in this world
maybe they'll stop the pain
yet the only refuge i find
is when hearing you speak my name
Aver
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