Grave Sadness

The mist, is rolling forth,
Fogging my empty soul,
With cold intentions,
I'm led to a hole,
Dragging me down,
Far below,
Beneath the loose ground,
To the quiet place,
Where my sorrow grows,
Forever erasing,
The shadows of my life,
And as he chokes me,
I accept his lie,
Promising peace,
In my last rites,
Yet bringing only sadness,
Devoid of light,
Wrapping me in chains,
For I cannot rest,
Securing me in my coffin,
A spirit depressed,
Lowering down,
Into the dirt,
A nameless grave,
I cannot divert,
For nobody remembers me,
Now that I have tasted death,
Forever I shall mourn,
In place of those that still draw breath.

Reviews

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

This is a very interesting piece of poetry indeed. Penned with such darkness and. I love it. Thanks for sharing and keep up the good work.

[Blackened Soul]

thanks man!

[Mr Dunne Poetry]

Yw, my friend :)

[Daisie Vergara (Dhaye)]

Something deep and dark. When you feel so much sadness, it's just like you are dead.
Nicely penned. :)

[Blackened Soul]

Thank you!

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

I very much like this:) It is easily understood, at least in my mind... Which is a very good thing:) Great work:)

[Blackened Soul]

Thanks :)

[Elizabeth Porterfield]

Your welcome:)

[quinfinn]

this is a very intriguing take on the nuances of death. suppose we could still think and feel after death and knew the pain and loneliness of being gone, unable to reach out or speak to others and buried to feel our bodies slowly rot.... reminds me of a movie i saw back in the 70's called dead alive...creepy...love this write~!

[Blackened Soul]

Thanks man.

[Shadey Jadey]

Captivating read, You had me gripped from the very start.
Great write :)

[Blackened Soul]

Thanks glad you enjoyed it :)