Passing

Sinking deeper
Down beneath
Dark coils wrapping
About my face
Stifling
Alone
Scratching
My staring eyes
See nothing but black
Black within black
Clawing
Without purchase
Screaming
Without sound
Crying
Without release
I’m sinking
One step off the path
Splash
I am done for
No hope
No help
No point in it all

This darkness will swallow me whole and not a single soul will miss my passing.


©️tara caribou – 2018

It was good while it lasted…

21 thoughts on “Passing

  1. It is oddly comforting to know that I am not the only one feeling that. But I wouldn’t wish any of it on my worst enemy, that much is certain, so I don’t know if it’s comforting after all. Excellently captured, hauntingly accurate.

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