Suffocation of the Grave

by Cinnamonspice   Apr 23, 2011


Suffocation as if buried alive,
weight of loneliness baring down
crushing the life from my body.
is this my future?

The sun shines brightly and yet
darkness surrounds me like a shroud,
warmth seeps from my body
leaving me cold as a grave.

My face wet as my heart begs
for companionship of another,
a hand that reaches out for me
in love and need.

I wait in silence and in prayer
that this isn't all there is,
wishing for more than solitude
someone that feels as I do.

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  • 13 years ago

    by mandy

    A lovely write, relatable to so many. 5/5

    mandy :)

  • 13 years ago

    by Poetic Ninja aka Papachopchop

    I have too much to discuss with you about this poem. Remind me, if I haven't already done it, to tell you how you just described 90% of my days in more detail.

  • 13 years ago

    by yogi73

    I've read many bad love poems, but this is a good love poem...not too over the top. nice metaphors and sweet (and sad) poem. very nice!

  • 13 years ago

    by Captain Lonesome

    It makes my heart ache with empathy!
    Nothing but true expression!!!!
    Awesome:) 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by Decayed

    The sun shines brightly and yet
    darkness surrounds me like a shroud,
    warmth seeps from my body
    leaving me cold as a grave.

    ^ Amazing portraying of that beautiful title, Connie :)

    I really liked this stanza. It kind of captures your senses.

    And the rest was also great.

    Why haven't I added you to my favorites! eh? :)

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