A Small Dark Place

If you been there then you know where it is

Somewhere between here and there
Lies a small dark place
Seemingly too infinitesimal

to allow to exist
Yet far too important to erase

 

For this is no nook to be measured in size
Its very existence could be stuffed
Into the blink of an eye

This place of solitude and of loneliness
As it exists, is too terminal to bear
And unfortunate as it may sound
On more than one occasion, I was there
 

On these occasions I was not forced
My hands were not bound
However, in a small dark place was I to be found
 

It was a place of agony, a cold place
Where my soul had been twisted
A place of tears and of anguish
One I scorned for existing
 

In the madness of the world
You never could fathom it
That when you take leave from this place
The sensation is far more acrimonious
Than when you inhabit it

Now torn with insanity
You yearn to be back in the small dark place
And now its gone and you’re alone

and you’re vulnerable
As you lay in agony’s wake

Now make no mistake, in the end,

you’ll have been violated
By your own attempts to escape.

As you struggle,

Your heart will be wrenched, as your soul is shredded
And your mind is left all sorts of muddled.

So here I am, having spent time
In a place so small and dark
Lucky to still possess a shadow of a soul
Blessed with the gift of a few shards of my heart
 

As I look around I cringe
The terror luminous in my face
For I realize where I am standing
Is a much too familiar space
I try to flee, to take leave
But alas, I am too late
So I concede now, I am destined to die
Never having felt the comfort of being outside of
A small dark place.

 

 

 

Reviews

Very well-written. I especially like the line; "It's very existence could be stuffed/ Into a blink of an eye".
I also learned a new word: "infinitesimal".