UNDERGROUND


I live underground
a thousand miles from home.
The dark smothers the sun.
I guess I could use some.

I crawl these dirty galleries,
this homelike maze I made.
But how did I end up here?
Memories begin to fade.

I scream with fear and agony.
"Can someone please let me out!?"
But there's noone who can hear me.
It's a nonexisting shout.

I dig my way through earth,
but up and down lost their way.
I guess you could say,
I already in ashes lay.

I sense some bones, a rotten corpse.
What joy when I at last found her!
I embrace the corpse, and finally give in.
A gesture of resignation, I cannot win.





Poetry by Daybreaker
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Written on 2007-01-10 at 13:36

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Kathy Lockhart
absolutely riveting and full of images and dark emotions.
2007-01-14


Zoya Zaidi
Ooh! Dan, his is so...

As usual I am fscinated by your write!

(((Hugs)))
Love, Zoya

Language: 5
Format: 5
Mood: 5
Overall: 5
2007-01-10