Where I Am

Where I Am

A Poem by Tash Hill
"

For there is nothing, nothing where I am.

"

There is silence where I am; silence that consumes.

It coils and devours; the most acidic of fumes.    

Ragged and torn, my soul is riven at the seams,  

until I am quivering and broken, deafened by screams.   


For there is silence, silence where I am.

 

There are shadows where I am; shadows that feast.

They prowl and skulk like some blood thirsting beast.

Unseeing and stupefied, I am pale and shaken  

blindly beholding the evil I have waken. 


For there are shadows, shadows where I am.  

 

There are phantoms where I am; phantoms that devour.

They engulf and obliterate �" lay waste and turn sour.

Thrashing and ensnared, I rip at my core,

until all that I am, is fleshy ribbons and gore. 


For there are phantoms, phantoms where I am.

 

There is blood where I am; blood that drenches.

It oozes and smoulders, a dark hunger it quenches.

Writhing and screaming, I crumble in defeat,

white flag raised, a rusted bugle sounding my retreat.


For there is blood, blood where I am.

 

There is despair where I am; despair that entangles.

It chokes and bulges, a dense mass that strangles.  

Forsaken and wretched, I bow my head and weep,

for there is nothing left; nothing to keep.

 

For there is nothing, nothing where I am.

© 2014 Tash Hill


Author's Note

Tash Hill
Keep in mind that I am not much at poetry, lol.

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"Not much at poetry" Then who wrote this masterpiece? Its full of dark, twisting turns and roads to creepy places we are screaming along with you into this night, the rhyming is perfect and the structure of stanza's is beautiful, you are very much at writing poems, very much indeed :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tash Hill

10 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment! It really means a lot.
I say that I am .. read more
R Smith

10 Years Ago

you are welcome and please do carry on writing :)



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Very well written Tash, I enjoyed the pattern you laid this out with, and the repetition of the form was powerful, this is a good work, and shows you are as talented with poems as your prose I have enjoyed in the past.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tash Hill

10 Years Ago

Thanks so much for commenting! It seems you never fail to do so and it means a lot! Yeah, I have com.. read more
NoelHC

10 Years Ago

True, I never fail to read and review your work, for the simple reason that I think you are a powerf.. read more
No. I am not much at poetry. This is amazing. I only wish I could right something this full of emotion. Thank you for sharing, I look forward to reading more.

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tash Hill

10 Years Ago

Well thank you for reviewing! It always means so much when people take the time to comment on someth.. read more
Skai Rain

10 Years Ago

Very true! I am the same. Don't be so hard on yourself!
"Not much at poetry" Then who wrote this masterpiece? Its full of dark, twisting turns and roads to creepy places we are screaming along with you into this night, the rhyming is perfect and the structure of stanza's is beautiful, you are very much at writing poems, very much indeed :)

Posted 10 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Tash Hill

10 Years Ago

Thank you for reading and taking the time to comment! It really means a lot.
I say that I am .. read more
R Smith

10 Years Ago

you are welcome and please do carry on writing :)

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Added on October 28, 2014
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Tags: despair, sadness, suicide, depression, life, live, love, hope, end, death, lgbt

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Tash Hill
Tash Hill

Sydney, Illawarra, Australia



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