Unwittingly Bound

Waking in dark
Restrained to my space
Confined shallow walls
Hold me in place.

No sounds can be heard
In unfruitful pitch black
A thumping begins
As my dead heart fights back.

The sweet smell of earth
Invades with it's scent.
Clawing at beams
My strength is ill spent.

Rage comes to mind
And dies with foul air,
Heaven can't save me
And hell wouldn't care.

Caught in a limbo
Encased in the earth
Denying my visage
Shackeled to berth.

Refusal of dormance
Now caught with light breath
Unwilling is doom
As I unrest here in death.

A faint tapping heard
And a rapping perceived
A rushing of air
Into dead lungs received.

A faint faded shadow
Clothed in the night
Pulls me from tomb
And sets me upright,

With each searing movement
The stiff joints give in
My rage finds my mind
As I plot my revenge.

The dark angel tames me
With kiss from black lips
And bids me to taste
Of the blood that she gives.

Intoxicatingly trusting
My feet leave the ground
I hear her words uttered
To this dark angel I'm bound.

Fadedspirit 3/8/2008

wow, that's creepy as hell, but oh so cool. It's funny guys poems is about death and rage and yet clearly among all humans the women have the most rage, for they hold the most back, but I have yet to see a poem from a lady with out love in it's words. makes you wonder, are we as men missing something, to worried about control, when freedom is there, but we hold the key to our own chains.

good stuff, made me think

Thanks VirginVirgo.

I'm glad you liked it DrX. Something esle to consider though, if it weren't for women, would men be doomed to repeat their histories even until extinction?

Different side of your writting I see...
(((Fade)))

Faded spirit... well done.
At the beginning of the poem, I had the real impression that this character had been buried alive...
and, lol, in a sort of essence, he was.
The plot proved to be so much more... thank you.

your poetry is very visual very good id like to see some illustrations with them

Thanks for reading LAMom.

Ahh, yes MsTeddyBear. My true form begins to emerge like a bear from hybernation..

Thanks FroznChild and you're welcome, glad you liked it.

Thanks for reading shauna.

Thanks trailingahead. I'm not good at illustration at all...lol
but thanks for the idea though.