All pits of life have gone by. <br />Your soul is the only thing that <br />will not die. <br />Beneath ground are these black caves <br />filled with grief. <br />Dampness robs you of happiness so brief. <br />All the walls are cold and rough. <br />Soon, you feel a strong handcuff. <br />This is your loneliness held inside. <br />At your grave friends will stand aside. <br />Your dreams are eaten away as you <br />become an ugly clump of clay. <br />Crawl toward sanity before it devastates. <br />In the distance you see those gates. <br />Rush to find your way back. <br />Don't get caught in the deep dark crack. <br />Some come back for their pits are few. <br />This I'm afraid is your life's tattoo.<br /><br />michele kostelnik<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/darkness-6/
