Don't Fight It

The feeling.

Strangled the locks in the masses.

Don't know which way to turn.

Inner goodness lives no more.

Sanctuary in turning inside.

Crashing.

Sinking.

Inescapably upon itself.

From wherein the outer glows.

Pulling weights bind the night.

Brace for less light.

Never more can it grow.

Don't turn away.

Just come near.

Closer to the dawn of the dark.

Run backwards.

Reviews

[MoriartyMesa]

I liked this cause it was written with conviction, but at the same time (trust me I know) it may need a re touching just to make it shine.