The Dark Chasms

I have walked away from the dark chasms
have left them behind
I kick them away from my mind
when their dark entrance beckons me to enter
I cannot hesitate for a moment
there is no place for me there
These shadows of misery
are just beyond the green grasses
like a hideous painting
hanging above the kitchen table
Like the whispers of voices from inside
that are not your own
Tear-soaked pillows, shattered porcelain
and torn photographs strewn about its
cavernous corners
Every day unvisited
a growth of heavy underbrush overtakes
the jutted opening
A sign from the Light
The slow decay of the dark.

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4 responses to “The Dark Chasms

  1. This is everything ❤ I love it!

  2. Mind checking my latest poem?
    Here’s the link if you’re interested: https://anunexpectedpoet.wordpress.com/2016/03/18/birthmark/
    Thank you! Have a great day 🙂

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