Pressure

stevietrix By stevietrix, 16th Nov 2013 | Follow this author | RSS Feed
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A poem I made up from hearing a series of sounds that made me feel a certain way. In this, would be what inspired this poem. Comments are open.

Pressure

Pressure

Where Shadows
Seem like Fire
Creeping along the
Ceiling
And the Walls.

Where the Ears
Pop.

An Invisible Hand
Is wrapped around
One’s Neck
And just keeps
Getting Tighter
And Tighter.

Till one
Cannot Breathe
Collapsing to the Floor
And Dying.

To know
That in this
There are Demonic Entities
And Satanic Creatures
Roaming.

To Know Also
That Death Awaits Us
At Every Turning Corner.

To Sink its
Razor-Sharp Teeth
Into us
Dragging us
Further into the
Blackened Maze of Shadow.

Either Screaming
Till One Cannot Scream
Anymore
Or Dead
As The Dead
May be.

But Understand
That these were once
Humans
Who Grew Accustomed
To This Pressure.

Understand
That there are Bigger
Predators
Out there.

And the Big Ones
Eat the Smaller Ones
And the Bigger Ones
Eat the Big and Smaller Ones.

To feel Fear
Is to Fight
An Inevitable
Fate.

So be Fearless
And Know that
We are all
Meant to Die
In Cold Places
Anyway.

We were Born
To Die.

And this is Life.

The Pressure
Of the World
Is Upon our Heads.

What goes On
Above
Holds no difference
In the Slightest
Down Here.

There is a Whistling
In the Ears
As The Pressure
Drags us down
To our Knees
Only to a Crawl
But we still go
Forward
Because that
Is our Job
As humans.

Only to Collapse
On the Cold Floor
With the Weight
Of the World
On our Shoulders.

Amongst
Demonic Entities
Satanic Monsters
And Unspeakable Horrors
That Not even
The Human Mind
Can Comprehend.



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Dark Poetry, Darkness, Death, Demons, Dying, Entities, Maze, Monsters, Poetry, Satanic, Shadows

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author avatar I.T.S.
17th Nov 2013 (#)

I like this poem. It possess truth that no one can deny

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