Falling
The Fifth Sliver Of Dark Poetry In This Series
This is my fifth dark poem for Dharrsheena. It is not how I feel. So here are my words.
I๏ปฟ think "Ferryman" by Jordan Reyne is perfect in feel for this poem. My interview with Jordan is at the end of this poem.
๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐
You Were Sure of Safety But Youโre Falling
Security Is Gone And Youโre Failing
You Want To Scream But You Canโt Make A Sound
You Are Falling And Then You Hit The Ground
๐ค๐
Then The Ground Starts To Crack And Fall Away
And You Slip Down And Start To Fall Again
Sharp Stones Rip Your Fresh From Your Broken Bones
You Hit Another One, Dark and Alone
๐ค๐
When You Are Falling You Just Never Stop
Think Itโs Rock Bottom, Thereโs Another Drop
You Are Broken, Bleeding Nearing The End
The Fires Of Hell Will Burn As You Descend
๐ค๐
Demons Wait, With Braziers, Axe and Knife
Hot Razor Wires Cut As They Take Your Life
๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐๐ค๐
About the Creator
Keep reading
More stories from Mike Singleton ๐ Mikeydred and writers in Poets and other communities.
777
I actually noticed that post number 777 was coming up and I found this definition of it as an Angel Number. โHighly spiritual Angel Number 777 is the Sign of getting Divine Guidance. That indicates it's time to get rewards for your efforts.โ
By Mike Singleton ๐ Mikeydred 3 years ago in Poets
The Saddest Thingโ-โThe Billionaires Who Rule America Aren't Even Enjoying Themselves
This single post says more about our ruling class than a thousand policy papers.ย The saddest thing about today's system is that the men robbing the rest of usโ-โsabotaging our economic prospects, our pensions, our access to affordable healthcareโ-โare not even happy.
By Scott Christenson๐ด5 days ago in The Swamp
Comments (5)
Dark, indeed. Well done.
Whoaaaa. It's like you wrote my feelings! Everytime I think I've hit the lowest point possible, life laughs at me and shows there's so much lower that it can take me. Demons wait, the demons in my head, they cut me, but I regenerate like Hydra's head. Creating a never ending cycle of demons, to pull me even lower. And that's when I realise, I'm falling through a bottomless pit. Whoa, this could be a poem on your on but unlike yours, this is how I actually feel. Btw, I loved Jordan Reyne's song. It was so haunting and beautiful! Thank you so much for the fifth dark poem for me ๐
Wonderfully done! I love the eerie song and the eerie image too!
Wow!๐ข
Mike, outstanding surreal poem!!!