The bow scratching across the strings mimicking a hammer pounding the nail. The dark of the coffin; the escape from this life to somewhere else…Incredibly dark and spooky. I get a real haunting vibe out of this. As though walking down a cloudy road next to a cemetery and hearing a scream, yet seeing nothing. Only silence. Awesome poem!

Thank you, Tim.

Powerfully penned, Adagio. Amazing write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Powerfully penned, PAR. Excellent write my friend. I can feel the pain in your words, haunted by a memory, wishing time would make you forget. Nicely done as always. Appreciate you my brother.

Damian

This is giving me sorrow and slight anger. Really good spill.

Awesome! This is the poem of the day to me. The frustration jerking the pen across the page, all helter skelter. The need to be stern and yet softened at the core.
Awesome!

Powerfully penned, Nick. Excellent write my friend. Appreciate you.

Damian

Is this a song because I am reading this as a song. This makes me think of what the person is observing in his life and how people interact with him.

“I don’t hate my family
I just don’t love them”

That’s so profound. Family isn’t the same thing to everyone. Honestly, the people who really raised us are the family…our friends, our mentors, our music. The rest is sometimes just DNA. I agree with Fia, this feels like lyrics to me

Mic Drop!

Boom. I agree with this whole heartedly.

I mean…damn! 🎤🙌

This is a hauntingly deep, dark and meaningful poem. The biblical cross references and the comparison of a month which is naturally attracted by flame and the inquisition that gained infamous notoriety through the cruelty of the stakes are breathtaking! This is poetry at its best, my friend!

Thank you so much, Elke.