Thursday, September 30, 2010

Obsidian Abyss

Obsidian Abyss
I awake, lying broken, senseless in the dark
The desolate stone beneath me, my non-existent heart,
All around the blackness clings to the air
As I lie in the dark, victim of my lair this, my empty void, I am all alone
Held prisoner in my body by a shard of blackest stone
The flow of life is waning, ebbing to and fro
My ragged breaths are painful, shallow, sharp and slow
Though my eyes are closed, what I see is clear
Watching life outside my hell, fan the fires near
In the rampant storm about, I’m defenceless to the pain
Revenged by the icy winds and spears of ember rain
The wild waves throw me, toss me to the rock
And there amongst the darkness, my heart stutters to a
Stop...
© Lauren Hay

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