Utter Darkness

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Utter Darkness

I try to sleep,
but all I do is enter another restless time warp.
The recreation of past experiences,
haunt the inner depths of me.
The eeriness of a dark night,
is closing in on me,
surrounding me, controlling me.
I try to move,
but I am paralyzed.
I try to speek,
but I am silenced.
I try to hear,
but I am deafened.
I try to think,
but my mind is hypnotized.
There is nothing ahead  of me,
and there is nothing behind me.
Therre is onlyy emptiness all around me,
everything is lost in...UTTER DARKNESS.   

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cheronld commented on Utter Darkness

05-07-2010

OK first off...DUMPLIN...get a grip...how do u know they weren't intentional and if not who cares...anyway I really like the glimpses u allow to be seen on something so personal..great style and emotion..I like it...

dumplin commented on Utter Darkness

10-16-2009

There are a few spelling errors in this poem, dark, but it is a very dark poem and I think you were aiming for that. A good read. Thanks

cheronld

05/07/2010

critique ur own spelling in ur poems...the way a person writes may just be that they want to express it their way...not wrong or right..spelled correctly to u or not...next time just enjoy the poem and leave the english lesson in the class room...

phatdaddee commented on Utter Darkness

08-20-2009

Excellent poem dklady! My Fav Line: The recreation of past experiences, haunt the inner depths of me. That's depth and what I call a beautifully complete thought. You don't have to add anything else to this sentence for me to understand what you are trying to say! Thanks for sharing!

Mosfabulous commented on Utter Darkness

08-19-2009

I love this poem. Another good poem to read. keep on writing an dmay God bless you through out your life.

tkb6801 commented on Utter Darkness

07-20-2009

Thanks for sharing you poems with us all. You are very talented !!!

Poetry is not a turning loose of emotion, but an escape from emotion.

T. S. Eliot (1888-1965) American-English poet and playwright.

darklady’s Poems (4)

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Utter Darkness 8