Hush...

Hush...

I close my eyes whispering to the dark

And beg for it to take me away

I want to slip into its trance

So suddenly I’m scared of the light of day?

I realize how wrong I sound

And pray that my old self be found

It feels I’ve been nailed to the ground

 

I simply can’t get up.

Reviews

Deep dark, occult, I love the way you can discribe those poems. As everybody has a dark side, but not everyone dares to let it out. You just did. I admire that.
This is a very good short poem, many shall recognize something you wrote. One to never forget.

[MIB]

This sounds like someone who is having a hard time, perhaps depression... and reading this it looks like they are going to be there for a long time. Very well written, sad but great work.

[Fabio_Cassilias]

very dark and solid nice

[just is]

Kind of moving as well as dark if that makes sense.
I enjoyed this read, nicely written and expressed.

[Muse]

you know I love good art that can inspire thought. And this is creative on so many levels. Your words are a bit contrary to what one sees in the picture. She is tied up, but weightless and in flight. Yet you pen that you can't get up, you are nailed to the ground. Perhaps this image is to depict the captivity in ones mind when stuck in the muck....gawd knows I've been there...knee deep actually. xo

[Blue Ivory]

Actually I picked this picture cuz checkerboards and crows represent Satanism.

[light and ashes]

Moving poem, and very nicely written. Anyone who has been through an abyss can relate to what you are saying. I hope that your old self will be found again also :] Keep holding on, its going to be ok in the end. Just keep going.

[UnderCompulsion]

What font did you use?

[UnderCompulsion]

I love how dark this sound.And the picture makes it all look better.Great job,again ;)