Dark, twisting, writhing, turning, changing
Formless, dismantled, it stalks its prey
Surging, unexpected, it consumes you whole
Falling, crying, praying to be saved.
Silence is the only thing you hear
Everyone so ignorant, you pretend to be alright
Still smiling, even as you silently suffer
Whispering dark things, that of which no one can hear.
It started out small, a tiny thing, nothing larger than a spore
Then it grew larger, black and red swirled, curling
Suffocating all in its path, some dies, others survive
Yet all bearing the same scars.
Smiles slowly starting to become masks
Light fading from your eyes
Laughter of joy slowly becoming more and more forced
Drowning, sinking, eating you alive, the cycle starts again.
The screams... gone unheard by those around you
The tears... gone unnoticed by loved ones
The pain... hidden away from all
The burden... suffocating, and weighing heavily.
And then... it suddenly stops
A hand reaching out, a small spark
An ember shining throughout the darkness
Soothing all that it touches.
A crack then starts to grow
Amidst that mass of red and black
Breaking, growing until finally... it shatters,
And pouring forth at last, was light once more.
Rising above the water now
Taking in another breath,
At last that writhing mass is fading away
And a gentle smile now grace your face.
Gasping, shuddering, you weep with relief
Glad to be saved from that dark mass
Feeling love, and something much deeper
As well as a sense of peace after that fateful fight.
YOU ARE READING
Full Circle
PoetryA collection of poems that are interconnected with each other. Please enjoy, any constructive criticism is welcomed. Please be kind to others, and other then that I hope that you will enjoy it. Feel free to include this within any of your work if yo...
