Embrace

I found solace in a tight embrace,

the kind you can't escape.

And I can't breathe; going cold,

keeping secrets in the fold.

I'm suffocating in this place,

drowning on some airless plane.

And I shy from aid, still and old,

but I'm so glad I have someone to hold.

Author's Note

An. Yer. Smyr.

Reviews

[Relic]

To me, it seems like the fifth line should be first but, regardless, I get a similar death vibe that seems to hover in some of your other poems.

Of course, it could relate to frustrations that have manifested into a relentless pall that won't go away due to specific situations. The embrace being a release that makes life bearable.

Either way, good one Anna.

[Diane]

I would have to agree with another review. It does seem like "death's embrace". suffocating from the hold what ever has hold of you but yet you are not alone.

[Alessander]

This almost seems like a death embrace. Both all consuming yet fading.

[Coyote Poetry]

I liked the poem. Had the feel of a secret whisper. Captured and it is okay. Thank you Anna for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

[Suhd]

It's so warmly cold and lovely. Very well written . Keep sharing :)