The Darkness

First poem in my new poetry series I've been working on that's working with the elements of darkness/light.

It surrounds me.
The cold thick air. 
The nothingness,
the abyss. 

It eats at me.
At a steady pace.
The Monster,
The noise. 

It is living,
yet it is nothing. 
The emptiness,
the lack of anything.

It gets inside.
It stays inside.
The invisible monster,
That breathes this air.

It grows. 
It learns.
The feeling inside me,
the feeling of nothing. 

It learns to be more than nothing,
but everything.
My now possessed body;
has become my own. 

Author's Note

I love constructive criticism and opinions. Any spelling mistakes or grammar, I'd love to know; I want my writing to be perfect.

Reviews

[Legacy]

"It surrounds me.
The cold thick air.
The nothingness,
the abyss."

I can identify with this line, whole heartedly...

If you need grammer or spelling... I didn't much see any. I saw a few format (overlooks), nothing major, distracting only a small amount.

The last line of a few of these are begining with a cap's and then the others are not,(as well as a few strays throughout).

I re-read several times to see if you may have written it this way intentionally, to no avail.

Other than this, I thought this poem was clearly a demonstration of darkness in many forms.

Have you thought of entering this into the contest Dark Secrets in Poetic Infusion Society? Maybe Enlightenment?


Have a great day,

Legacy