© Suzanne
Foolishly clinging to an emotion,
Unknowingly drowning in your own desire,
Blinded by humanity's own weakness,
Ironically cursed by something that feels so pure.
Shattered in the abyss,
Time rendered still.
Fear riden, panicking, fighting to overcome;
Yet no escape from...
Enveloped in Darkness.
Your faith made you invisible to the truth.
No past, future, nor present...
Nothing remains but death.
Comment: This poem just kind of came to my head, so I scrambled to write it down.
© Suzanne