Your Joy-Stealer
will drain
clear
de-stable
It flows like
toxic spill
bubbles and
festers
in you
Light and dark
Joy and misery
Ebb and flow
Who will know
the
Dark in your tunnel?
dark in your head?
dark in your exit?
So, no escape
it's a bleak
thief
Takes no prisoners
this Joy-Stealer
You could be wise
confident
smiling
Then the creeping
assailant strikes!
Dark in your tunnel
dark in your head
dark in your exit
So no escape
it's a bleak
thief
Death, the
Joy-Stealer's
friend
crowns the ultimate prize
Relief.
Comments
hello,
I very much enjoyed this dark poem! For I have a dark and twisted monster lurking in the depth of me. He is my male alter ego that writes by the name of eddy styx. I loved these lines:
Who will know
the
Dark in your tunnel?
dark in your head?
dark in your exit?
So, no escape
it's a bleak
thief
always, Cat (& eddy)
Dark Monster Inc...
Thanks Cat,
Appreciate your comments...was having a dark day yesterday...my glass was definitely half empty!
'Betty'
Dear 'Betty'
I love this dark write of yours its flows from one stanza to the next with smooth precision ... I have missed reading you, you have a style all your own but I think I have told you that before lol
I cant pick a favourite stanza I love tham all sorry I couldnt offer something more constructive
hugs~ JC xxx