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Rated: E · Poetry · Adult · #2170532
Its coming for me, It always has been.

- Black-
by Keaton Foster

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Oh the horror
Oh the terror
Dead inside
Nothing abound
Reality found
The pointed end
Of every truth
Like a spear
Into this heart
Black
I cannot feel
Nothing seems real
I have no idea
Exactly when
It all went wrong
But it did
And I am here
Within nothing
Screaming something
Saying these words
Spelling out lies
Hiding the truth
Black
Nothing implied
Doing time
A prison of the mind
A tortured being
Unable to believe
Unwilling to see
There is no light
There are no shadows
No variations
That I am comfortable with
Black
Nothingness
Truest, the sense
I am doomed
By such actions
I will pay the price
I’ve known it always
And even if I didn’t
I can’t say that I
Would have changed a thing
Black
Some of us are doomed
Some of us have no choice
We must face the sins
Of those who created us
And those who abandoned us
We must answer for them
As well as ourselves
For that we’ve done
In the name of survival
Black
I see it there
Ever so clear
Beautifully precise
Creeping across the ground
Carrying no sound
Coming for me
Looking for a home
Deep, within these bones
All encompassing
Over empowering
Black
Reason and meaning
Opposing the illusion
Not knowing
While understanding
Why this is happening
I was told by others
Long before now
That nothing was coming
That it would find me
Regardless of my wish
To escape
Black
Real
True
Undeniable
Most reliable
Coming for me
Creeping ever so close
Within all reach
Soon it will get me
Soon it will embrace me
There will be nothing
Within this frantic something
That I call my life…

Black
Written by Keaton Foster Copyright © 2008-2018

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