Sidney Hall Mad Poet Poet Rhyme

Blackness

Blackness…
I’m afraid
I can feel it, so dense
It knows me… it holds me
As it to keep me in suspense

Where am I? 
I’m terrified, my throat is dry
I can feel it…
The blackness rubbing against me
It loves me… it wants me 
I feel it’s hungry

“Hello?”
“Any body there?”
I can hear some 
It’s near, I swear
“OK! The jokes over,”
“It’s not funny any more.”
“You win, I give in,”
“Just open the door”

“Hello?”
“Oh! God”
The screaming
Now I’m really scared
It’s piercing,
Increasing 
With every breath

Oh! God make it stop
I’m on my knees
I’m blocking my ears 
It gets louder, make it stop please!!!

Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
I’m burning, I’m on fire 
I can feel every desire
Amplifying
Agonising
Stabbing me like hot wires

The blackness is biting 
Chunks out of me
I cannot stop it. I can’t see it
It consuming my body

I see pictures, of people 
I cursed and hate
The wrongs I did
I cannot right, it’s too late.

Uuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!
I’m burning, I’m on fire 
I can feel every desire
Amplifying
Agonising
Stabbing me like hot wires
Uuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh!!!!!!!!!

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Cheri Pfenning July 8, 2011 at 7:32 PM Just so amazing what comes our mind and hearts.. You are awesome with all you poems..

Delysia Hendricks April 18, 2011 at 4:09 PM Scary stuff, homeboy. You had me a-shivering with this one. An entertaining write. Licia

Lynette Chachere April 18, 2011 at 3:00 PM what a write of great fustration... the rhyme is amazing btw & fits with every peice.. ~Always&Forever

Anne Rutherford April 18, 2011 at 2:39 PM Sidney great poem!!! you had me reading fast so I could get to the next line, then read it again. love it. Anne.

Gwendolen Song April 18, 2011 at 2:21 PM Back to this great write again. Now really? Van Gogh chopped off his ear bc he had end stage syphilis and was deranged about a prostitute. ha ha. His head was not too big. It was his burdensome heart full of remorse that was too big! Smiles! Gwendolenl

Michelle Mac Donald April 18, 2011 at 12:44 PM Hi Sidney! Ouch, this sounds scarey. Now you got me thinking of all the things I'd done wrong.:( Shame on you! (joking), shame on me! (not joking). An eerie, but most probably accurate description of Hades. Thanks for sharing, Sidney! Wishing you and yours the best! Mikki

Lisa Cooper April 18, 2011 at 5:35 AM okay note to self.... don't read this when youre alone...dang my phone just rang. scared the bejeepers out of me. love this great imagery and flow.

Gwendolen Song April 18, 2011 at 12:24 AM This is SPECTACULAR-depicting hades or living in the Bronyx. lol. My favorite lines are where u say the joke is over now open up the door...and referring to the blackness being hungry. Sounds like evil to me! This would be so nicely recited at a cafe-style poety reading! Gert could read it for you on his travels thru Germany. A new fav! Gwendolen