The path

A poem i wrote...

 

The path

The life is over.

My path is covered with fog.

I hear the screaming voices.

But I continue following my path.

My face is covered with blood.

My clothes with dirt and rain.

And my soul with darkness.

But I continue following my path.

The silhouettes is haunting my mind.

They're showing up on my path.

And thinking goodbye,

when the monsters are dragging me down to hell.

Damn I wanted to see the sunlight again..

Reviews

[Sel Whiteley]

Yes, as Aquarian Hunger and Rebel Angel say, there is a backstory to this. THe persona becomes evermore developed in my mind. The imagery is haunting and very vivid, "fog, screaming voices: blood, dirt, rain, darkness." The scene is heart-wrenching.

[A Risen Heroine.]

This is so f*****g awesome!
I know I read i when you send it to me, yet I couldn't stop myself from reviewing and reading it once again!
This is so dark and yet I still love it!
Keep up the amazing work and thanks for sharing!

~A Fallen Heroine~

[Hatchling]

wow that is deep! awesome poem.

[Elle B. T.]

This is darkly interesting. "The silhouettes is.." should be "The silhouettes are..." other than that, great job! I agree with Rebel Angel, I can definitely sense a back story and it evokes so many questions.

[Rebel Angel]

This poem feels so dark, and raies so many question within the reader. An entire back story begins to form. Well done