Sicknesss

You've caught it.

Consuming you, poisoning your mind
A controlling force that can't unbind
It's silent power, that bares no witness
Beware of what you've discovered

It's a Sicknesss

A growing darkness as black as rubble
Created only to give you trouble
A hollow power you cannot use
Your vulnerability it will surely abuse

What's right and wrong cause such confusion
And life knew will seem like a buoyant dillusion
The Evil inside you will choke you breathless
Another victim captured

By the Sicknesss

Pouring emotions of regret and remorse
It seems your life has run it's course
And now you die from lack of justice
All because you found

The Sicknesss

Author's Note

Yes, for purposes unbeknown to me, I spelled sickness with three S's. I just do that sort of thing for some reason. I think I've had too much jrock...

Reviews

[-Aurelia Mirella]

I think the three S's adds to the poem!

It's a wonderful write! I love the rhyming, and you words-ahh! What a wonderful read it was! Everything flowed so well together, and I was able to connect with it.

"A growing darkness as black as rubble
Created only to give you trouble
A hollow power you cannot use
Your vulnerability it will surely abuse"