Losing GripA Poem by Natalie CDeep within the shadows It lies, it waits It wants to feed from your dying faith tonight Ripped and exposed, bravery gone Dignity falls to the cold hard floor
Torture from the past The gas chamber of this heart Loosing grip, tumbling far Footing lost, grasping for breath Demonic hands, never erased
Bitter thoughts swallowing whole Fetal extraction of cradled emotions Thorns piercing dead cells, never again alive Presence lost, turning to ghostly dust Slowly vanishing from the eye
Hollow, inside out Shattered cries, calls on times Whilst blades of hope cuts on memories Worst than the deed, needing to bleed Poison needs to drain … one last time
© 2008 Natalie CFeatured Review
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