Darkness Of The Swamp

• Bryan Tran, Grade 6
• Poetry
• 2021

The tunnel leading nowhere,
melting trees as horrible surroundings.
Survival is everything anything will ever have,
it’s either live hard or take poundings.

Plants— dead from no food,
animals—struggling only by eating eachother.
Everything that enters here will suffer.
Everything that enters here can only find peace beyond death.

The odour of rotting flesh floods the opaque air,
slaughtering life on contact.
The world here is different to reality,
where agony and death are absolute.

The haunting shrieks echo through the decayed trees,
ripping through doomed, dying souls.
Darkness and despair work in demonic sync,
extracting life away from everything.