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Lost
Trapped again in that still black nowhere
Disconnected from space and time
Can't tell if I'm still staning
With no ground under my feet
Nothing exists in this empty void
Something! solid to hold onto but nothing to be found
Feel myself screaming at the top of my lungs
But not a whisper of air moved and I never made a sound
Small voices surround me deep in this abyss
Soft whispers from evil things spark
Sinister giggles too close and crawling
Send chilling spears through me sharp as scalple blades
I find myself here more often that I should
By making the same mistake over again. my mind's nothing more than rotting wood
Btween real life and that nowhere place
That thin line of sanity's been crossed
Fight a battle within myself
That I've already lost
Disconnected from space and time
Can't tell if I'm still staning
With no ground under my feet
Nothing exists in this empty void
Something! solid to hold onto but nothing to be found
Feel myself screaming at the top of my lungs
But not a whisper of air moved and I never made a sound
Small voices surround me deep in this abyss
Soft whispers from evil things spark
Sinister giggles too close and crawling
Send chilling spears through me sharp as scalple blades
I find myself here more often that I should
By making the same mistake over again. my mind's nothing more than rotting wood
Btween real life and that nowhere place
That thin line of sanity's been crossed
Fight a battle within myself
That I've already lost
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