The demons just won’t let go.

I am slowly spiraling out of control, slowly fading away, from everything I wish
would stay just one more day.
I am falling into darkness, emptiness, coldness,
and falling into the grasp of evil.

I can barely see where I am, I am scared and empty inside,
this isn’t my life.
Not the life I want.
I beg and plead with the demons, the devils, the monsters,
to let me go, let me
be free,
let me be….. me.

Time is going by, as I start to shut my eyes,
for the final time,
screaming goodbye.
To them, my friends, my family, and him..
my saviour, my angel from heaven.

the darkness finally closes in,
the evil getting under my skin,
I am letting them win, to scared to let my voice be
heard.

I see a light, that bright white light,
that feels so right, not as
scary as in the dead of
night.

I reach the end….
the darkness disappears…
and I look into the broken mirror,
and all I can see….
is me……

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Comments (12)
  • Katie Marie on Jul 21, 2009

    Just another poem? Scary place you describe.

  • Francois Hagnere on Jul 21, 2009

    This is a very intelligent poem, I simply love it.
    Congratulations and thank you.
    Very best wishes,
    François

  • Marches_lj on Jul 23, 2009

    The beat and words fit perfectly!
    Well done!

  • Lorenzo A. Fernandez Jr. on Jul 26, 2009

    imaginative, dream-like…

  • Theresa Johnson on Jul 30, 2009

    very descriptive writing. i liked it

  • Shelly Barclay on Jul 30, 2009

    Good work!

  • maranatha on Jul 30, 2009

    No, not just another poem. You describe so perfectly the silent desperation most people feel at one time or another. Keep your eye on that broken mirror, and the Light that took you there.

  • David Crerand on Jul 30, 2009

    I am glad for the way you chose to end this poem.

  • Shebear on Jul 31, 2009

    Very dark poem, I too am glad about how chose to end the poem :)

  • oldster on Aug 20, 2009

    Lovely poem sonora.
    Afraid a lot of our problems are found in the mirror.

  • The Cinders on Oct 12, 2009

    I can feel the desperation in this poem… and I sympathize.
    Keep writing,
    Bria.

  • rizzei on Mar 25, 2010

    nice…and another wonderful poem :)

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