Plague

by Kuro   Nov 7, 2009


Hope seeps like a fallen angel;
Crawling, lurking.
Its angry eyes lust for vengeance;
Devastating and consuming all into nothing.
A void, growing larger,
Like a black hole devouring a sun;
Casting its ominous shadow over everything cheerful;
Begging, pleading:
Accept me as I am; fallen from grace,
Broken wings, cursed, diseased.
Then the darkness consumes;
Eclipsing what personality I once had,
Twisting the mind and destroying dreams.
Crushed from the weight of my own mortality,
Weakened by the fate I traded for chains,
Deceived by light, enslaved by shadow,
Defiled with no morals, replaced with spite.
This disease spreads; contagious by touch.
Hope is gone. Save yourself.
The plague comforts like a cold damp brick,
Slowly moving in the bowels of insanity.
A torturous plague to which there is no end;
Quarantined and secluded,
Leave me to finish what God could not.

~Vent~

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  • 14 years ago

    by Beautiful Chaos

    "like a black whole devouring a sun"

    I think you meant "hole" here, other than that I thought this was a great dark piece, especially since you only consider it to be a vent (though isn't that what poetry is a lot of the time for some of us)

    Nice work.

  • 14 years ago

    by Lady Nik

    This was so good Ben. I loved it. Just the way it is flawless. Maybe you should vent more often babe. This was very intense and so full of emotion. I love the title as well. Keep it up :) Nik

  • 14 years ago

    by Love Panda

    Nicly done, you managed to capture the darkness spot on. the only problem i have is that there is use of a "bad word" in this poem which should make it explicit..or swop the word for another equally powerful one and leave the poem in dark catergory.very well done though! IBE