Saturday, January 2, 2010

Snared by Negative Forces


Trapped by the slimy tentacles
Forces pull me down to depths
Where I can not cry out for help
Silently I watch the destruction
Occurring inside, known only to
The careful sensitive observer


A few tears escape my eyes
They are washed away unseen
As I struggle to gain control
I gasp, there must be a way out
Pushing towards the surface
I can breathe again normally

What did I escape from
Will it return again to find me
How do I strengthen my defenses
I will own the experience, express
It in poetry to try to help others
I am not alone, this is universal