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Eternity

Contributed by solidsnake116 on Sunday, 19th December 2010 @ 12:56:41 AM in AEST
Topic: DarkPoetry

i am isolated.
i am afraid.
i cannot utter words.
i cannot draw in breath.
there is no air and no sun.
only endlessness,
full of nothing.

there is still pain.
but i can't feel it.
there is still light.
but where i am it cannot reach me.
there is no hope.
fear and insanity are abundant though.
there is no warmth.
there is only cold, sorrow and madness.

i am dead.
is this what death is?
all alone in the darkness with nothing but the painful memories of life.
is there no god?
how long must i suffer in this limbo?
where i have gone to,
no one can see me.

i am in a prison of nothingness,
a world of black.
from which there is no escape.
i will never leave this place.
but is it punishment,
or does this happen to all who die?

i faced death.
i embraced it as an ally.
i thought it would free me.
but it turned on me.
death is cruel.

there is no heaven or hell.
there is only me now.
and i am alone.
i am without others in a place of no echos.
a place oblivious to want or need.
an absolute void.

my thoughts are limited to my final moments.
and for all time i will have only regret.
regret that i didn't tell myself it wasn't worth it.
regret that i was weak.
regret that i can no longer hear or taste or see or smell.
regret that the last thing i saw was her dead body as i killed myself.
i am isolated.

Copyright © solidsnake116 ... [ 2010-12-19 00:56:41]
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Re: Eternity (User Rating: 1 )
by RowenM on Sunday, 19th December 2010 @ 10:36:51 AM AEST
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Ver interesting. Very dark.
I like it.
And it made me picture this horrible place in my head.
A place i wouldn't want to be in, of course.

"there is still light.
but where i am it cannot reach me."
I think that is a clever line!

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