Dark Water
Standing on the edge of the abyss
Dark river below
Mind questioning
Do I, don’t I jump
See what lies on the other side
For a moment it was like flying
Before the dark water cradled my body
My mind caught in a vortex
Why am I not dead?
Am I to remain trapped?
In watery darkness for eternity?
Did my soul take the leap?
Is my body standing, looking over the abyss?
Can each live on, separate
Is my body empty of all it once knew
Will my soul journey on?
Learn more than the world knows today
Will I come back to my body with new ideas?
Changing myself, the world I will then inhabit
Would it be better to remain?
in the soft womb like darkness
Free from pain, decision
If I am to know, I must fight my way back…
Thought provoking Anita… compelling.. x
Thank you, Sally…
Very vivid, Anita.
Glad you liked it…
A great poem, Anita.
Thank you, Robbie…
Beautiful and mysterious poem. You found the perfect image for it too.
Thank you, Diana…
Sometimes darkness is relieving and it’s just easier to lie in that soft womb. It’s also kind of reassuring, ’cause you know what to expect. But, thing is, that, in the end, fighting it back is much more satisfying 😉
I really loved your poetry!
So glad of that… Bless you!
Well done!
Thanks, Mark…