Treasure Island

Jinge Norvall

(Bulawayo)

Depression


The shadow of the spectre looms..
Engulfing senses -
threatening
to inhale souls
trembling,
teetering on the edge
of the abyss
of emptiness,
grief,
hopelessness..
Where is the lifeline,
the thing to hold onto -
as the vacuum sucks in
the waning dissipating
sorrowing soul..
Who will hold it back
from the destructor's gaping yawn,
from the ever hungry jaws
of forever death?

Submitted: Monday, March 19, 2012
Edited: Tuesday, July 10, 2012
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This poem followed a crushing disappointment in my life that seemed to sweep away all hope.. however, poetry for me is cathartic.. & once a poem about my emotional state is on paper, the negative emotions are easier to deal with.

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