Walking the face of the earth
The part gets cold, and dark
Oh! I am lost and can’t be found
Creatures lurking in the shadows
Whispering: death! death! death!
My soul engulfed with fear
Splash! Into the pool of darkness I fell
Slowly the darkness began to consume me
I kicked and flail, trying to stay above
But the darkness won’t let go its grasp
Should I give up?
No! I won’t give up
Where is the strength and courage my heart holds
Has the darkness robbed you off me?
Come, come, come to my rescue….
Evolving Perceptions 
This is a really great piece of work,the distinctiveness in the writers feeling is portrayed vividly and it could also be connected or view as the struggle of everyday human life. The tenacity not to give up.
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Thank you sir… 🙂
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It’s a well painted picture of life’s struggle….Kudos my dear!!!
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Mind blowing. Keep it up
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Lovely poem!
Would glad to have your views on my latest post
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that was wonderful, I really love it
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