Those Eyes

Eyes piercing, through the walls they're anticipating

Watching, waiting. . . I feel them contemplating

THE DEATH OF ME

Every breath captured, spilling into black pupils

There's no escape..................

The still of the night attempts her

condescending blanket

of darkness

upon me

to no avail

Still those EYES............

seeks the heat of my soul, finds me curled up like

a fetus escaping the wombs of my hell but

THERE'S NO ESCAPE

through the passages of my mind,

wind down,

on a decline,

to dine

with the devil himself

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Poverty - A Poem

Why Do I Feel Alone - A Poem

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savanahl Hub Author 3 months ago

Thank you.

Perspycacious Level 7 Commenter 3 months ago

I enjoyed this variation of form from your first poem I read.

savanahl Hub Author 4 months ago

Thank you so much for the comment. Your words are inspiring.

Fennelseed Level 7 Commenter 4 months ago

So incredibly powerful. The foetal position is resorted to in times of very deep despair yet the womb is hell itself - this concept provides so much weight to your words "But THERE IS NO ESCAPE"

I like your poetry very much. My votes to you.