The Treacherous Treasure

Fortunate... Unfortunately.

The cycle.. It is vicious.. Oh how it consumes me. 

The endless pain of the pressure.. It is exhausting.

This residual hostile emotion.. Is rapidly blooming.

As the darkness drowns with suffocating fury...

Deeper in my grave Im being buried.

Reviews

[Katrina Mckeown]

love your use of imagery in this well penned piece!

[Alicia Schroeder]

a great expression of anxiety.. Greatly written

[Ruth]

Claustrophobic...tension...the flaws of life and emotions suffocating, dragging at the heels, blistering hope on a horizon of dusted rain!
Gorgeous work love xoxo

[Poetic Beauty]

This sounds like anxiety mixed with depression and the weight of it crushing you.

[Kenneth The Poet]

Spirited, a lovely portrait of what the darkness does to us if we let it win.