The Pit

just a poem written when i was very sad.

The Pit

 

A pit, endlessly deepening with no end untill death

My life is this chasm

My sorrow is within these walls

I grasp for something, anything, or anyone to catch my fall, but everything fails me cracking beneath the weight of my heavy heavy soul

No one stands by me, no one will help save me from my descending eternity

Will no one come stand fast for my tattered soul?

I suppose not

These claw marks in this chasms walls are the only things i have left behind....

Reviews

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Amazing write, know the feelings. Well expressed.

[Shane Blackheart]

I can connect with this poem, as I see exactly what you are trying to illustrate. Life can be terrible to go through, just as you've described, a never ending pit where we feel no one will ever save us from its dark depths. Great poem.

[Chris]

People so jealously guard the "pits" they languish within...
like its all they have... then again perhaps that IS all they have.

Chris

[Luke Ritta]

great work....great poem
well done

[Queen Libra]

Wow, what raw emotion :) really gives the reader a feeling of sinking down into the abyss and the thoughts that race through your mind