The Void


I'm falling deep,

Deeper than I ever thought possible.

Deeper farther into my miseries,

The memory seeps through me unwillingly,

As the memories replay over and over.

How can this have all ended in a moment?

Was this my frozen and bitter omen?

Why me? Why was this inflicted on me?

Why can't I be free?

From this endless void of misery.

I'm sorry but I'm wary so please let me be.

Free from this endless pit in the middle of a dark consuming sea.

This is consuming me; my very existence is slipping through my hands.

I'm yearning them to hold on despite the sands of time.

I can't seem to disentangle myself from these dark strands,

God help me and free me.

For without being free, my life is truly a void.

A void of misery.

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