I close my eyes.
Amongst the Darkness
I walk.
Searching,
through the tight gaps of the corridor,
Stepping in front of the never ending cliff of oblivion,
there is scream from the soul.
Hundreds, thousands, millions of strings.
The mindless desires of the body,
attaches themselves to every essence of the soul.
Tightly, Slowly, Painfully,
pulling closer,
and closer.
There are no alternatives, there can be no escape.
I open my eyes,
and everything disappears.
Or does it?
It’s still here, there
and everywhere.
Darkness, is still Darkness.
Shackled in between for all eternity.
Sometimes I wonder
can the never detachable strings ever pull me towards the light?
Amongst the Darkness
I walk.
Searching,
through the tight gaps of the corridor,
Stepping in front of the never ending cliff of oblivion,
there is scream from the soul.
Hundreds, thousands, millions of strings.
The mindless desires of the body,
attaches themselves to every essence of the soul.
Tightly, Slowly, Painfully,
pulling closer,
and closer.
There are no alternatives, there can be no escape.
I open my eyes,
and everything disappears.
Or does it?
It’s still here, there
and everywhere.
Darkness, is still Darkness.
Shackled in between for all eternity.
Sometimes I wonder
can the never detachable strings ever pull me towards the light?



Emo; but most good poetry anymore is :P Although it didn't seem to have any set pattern or beat. But kudos none the less 
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