Personal Rain cloud

I sit here in this dark cave, so sure that I wish to escape

But sitting here with thoughts that race,

I begin to evade the clouds dancing in my way.

So I sit in the far corner,

leaned against the smallest border

My head filled with such immense horrors.

The darkness too thick to see anything but a lit candlewick,

but when I step towards it, it only gets farther,

and when I reach for it I'm back there at my border

Can someone tell me how to escape this place?

I'm drowning in the rain clouds invading my personal space.

Author's Note

I haven't wrote any poems in a long time, I guess I just got sidetracked with life and forgot about it but today I wrote this, so I hope you like it. Would appreciate feedback!

Reviews

[sette]

i like the symbolism displayed in the poem, there is something about life which makes you feel unsure of and that is the general feeling of almost everyone