Waltzing through life and I’m leading
A bleakness follows as I walk
Ahead, desperately trying to avoid the wrath of the darkness
Yet I reach a pond
Where no creature dwells
In a dark cave, my footsteps echo into eternity
Downward I gaze into the tranquil waters
Back at me stares a muddled picture of colors,
Akin to my own face
This writing appears to be in a straight line
But crazily bounces from one edge to another
Scribble-scrabbling as I seek my meaning
With grace, I breathe in
Calming the boggle to a standstill
Inhaling the essence around my body inside
Absorbing it to become at peace
As I exhale, my stress, my darkness fades away
My burden eases off
And replaced by pure air
I feel light like I’m floating on a cloud
A ripple of ease makes its way through a body
My mouth is hungry
Although I am not hungry
It salivates at the mere thought
Of meat
It tingles with desire
And a single touch is all needed for it to lust for such things
My fear is that this mouth runs free
It overtakes me, the owner
And I am consumed by my own hunger
Erik's Poetry 