Rising Tides of Darkness

[Sar]

This is my first attempt at poetry, as you can no doubt tell, admittedly it has been rehashed since its invention.

Please offer advice on possible improvements, but remember I have never pretended to know anything about poetry.

Rising Tides of Darkness


I hear it whisper my name ...

when I feel isolated, unwanted and worthless


I suffer its cruel taunt ...

when hope has been vanquished and all is bleak


I feel it grasp at me ...

when panic takes over and sense has dissolved



I savour its warm caress …

with promise of comfort and offering release


I bathe in its seduction …

as it soothes my pain, immersing my soul


I challenge its dominance …

aware of eternity, denying our destiny


I watch it drifting away ...

as reason returns and vague hope is restored


I fear it watches me ...

as it knows I am weak and can barely resist


I know it waits for me …

for it can not be long until we are one