Caverns of My
Mind
Within the caverns of my mind
Stark black chasms, grotesque
and grey
Stretch like tunnels to
infinity
In gaping grottos, crowded
with emotions
Haunting, dispirited memories
Hover like phantoms of an
illusion
Glowing, in the darkness of
deep thought.
Gloomy impressions of life’s
upheavals
Fleeting morbid images of the
past
Ebony drips of shorn
reflections
Like iridescent dewdrops
That never, ever catch the
light
Frosty icicles with jagged
edges
The spikes of anguish, sorrow,
grief
Like cold stalactites that
weep forever
Unto opaque and murky
stalagmites
Protruding from a floor of
agony
Sad regrets, unearned
reprisals
Stifling, choking my every
gasp.
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