Ruinous

A free verse collection of modern poetry, Ruinous takes readers through cycles of depression, growth, hurt, and healing.
If you are searching for your next read in dark poetry, look no further.

Disaster pulsingAlways beneath my skin, Downfall breathing in my earsSweet promises.The raging, biting, scrapingInside my veins-It is constant.

If I would looseThat choking, biting control-If I only set freeThe claws grasping, holdingMy bones, my very being.My emotions, my mind, my selfIn check.

I could do it.I could unleash it, My forever, unrelenting darkness.If I chose, I could be-No.However hidden, I amRuinous.