April 11, 2007

pulling up a pail of living water
the walls of the well gave way
and in less than an instant
down the hole into blackness, i slid

feelings feed thoughts
thoughts become real
reality fuels feelings
sliding down the well

dreamer's new dream
stifling breathless quiet
darkness overpowers
earthen walls closing in

bottomless pit
eternal shame
painful remains
bound in new chains

light from above
blocked from view
by eyelids
that refuse to open

squeeze tighter the grip
dirt and blood and water
cold dark winds fill
heart strains to beat

just one more

Type: Poetry

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