Closing In

Posted on 08. Nov, 2009 by Olivia Bell in Dark Poems

The walls close in,
pushing me into a corner,
the rough hands clasp at my throat
and my heart weeps violently
beautiful black ink spills
and I give in to the powerful hold over me,
fighting for nothing
falling under the darkness
ebbing into bleakness.

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