Cold Emptiness

Something is burning into my head
Leaking back out all the places I've fled
A certain agony perfumes the night air
Of life's tragedies I am painfully aware

Something is clawing across my mind
Reality is just too hard to find
Instead I hide in the dark licking my scars
Too bad I never realized I'd gone too far

Something cold should be proclaiming my dates
When I started and when I finally met my fate
I've gone into the barren uncaring ground
With no stone it's only the wind making a lonely desolate sound

Reviews

[Coyote Song]

Impressive write. The reader can't help but feel the pain of madness taking over a tormented mind. The images and descriptions are powerful in this, conveying the
terror one feels when they think they are loosing their minds!

[Tina Kline]

Thank you!

[DogDrawler]

You imagination has made me breathless! This tells a true story.

[Tina Kline]

Thanks!

[Black Cat Fever]

I feel the pain of your words here. Sometimes I feel as if I'm about to off that dark and freeing and very frightful deep end.

[Wolf's Dark Song]

Reading this I felt like I was falling into some sort of dark madness. Powerful words and images here!

[Star Wolf]

Wow, the emotional pain in this is overpowering. Feels like madness. I enjoyed reading this a lot.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You know how to put the fun in dark emotions.

[Sheila Kline]

When there is no fire, or a spark of caring, it is indeed a cold, cold place!
Slipping into the barren uncaring ground is a lonely place indeed
Nice write!

[Tina Kline]

Thanks very much!!