The Cocoon (Part 2)
Wait what is this, I'm all still and warm like fresh pie
This is sooo weird because for a minute I thought I was about to die
Is this death then, black all around you, can't move a muscle
My conscience tells me to attempt to break free, but it's not worth the hustle
I admit I feel very weird, but however, relaxed and comfortable
We can co-exist, me and my cocoon I call it, are very compatible
Its only been 3 minutes and I've been feeling like I'm on the moon
Now a very powerful ectasy is engulfing me, it'll take over soon
My half human half spirit body is plunging through nothingness
What will happen to me, where am I going, I can't even guess
Now I have no body, hands, nothing, but my vision...
I open my mouth to scream, but no one seems to wanna listen
Its no use, but I still feel good, the ectasy never left
I can now see another larvae and I'm accusing it of theft
Then it goes still, then it's wrapped in a shell
Then something flies and I'm like what the hell
I'm looking in awe until I feel the ground under me give away and I fell
Can I fall, without a body, it doesn't seem right
Now I'm angry, raged, poised and ready for an all out fight
It seems like I'm about to hit the ground, I'm scared for my life
Fear is for the first time piercing me like a large butcher's knife
This is too unbearable, I'm thinking someone please save me
Then a voice in my head booms the words "Break free"
Copyright © Richard-Jamaal Keen | Year Posted 2009
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