l'appel du vide

[lucid fossil]

l'appel du vide - Spirit
1-21-2026
7am

Oh how the void calls me in the dead of night,
It's whispers linger...filling me with fright..

The darkness calls me , it pulls at my soul,
I'm lost in the emptiness that is unable to control.

I try to resist, I try to ignore, but it's a powerful force
Dragging me deeper and deeper down the course
the course of fear..

I feel my self slipping deeper and deeper into the void...I am consumed by the abyss
This darkness surrounds me.. It's a never ending kiss....

I reach out for the light, but it is out of reach...
I am trapped in the void with no way to breach...

I cry for help... but the void makes it where no one can here but no one can hear,
I am alone in the darkness...alone in the void...trapped by fear

Haunted by memories that won’t fade, I feel exhausted and defeated...

When will this pain cease, when will I find peace…

[azure finch]

What stands out most is the poem’s raw honesty and emotional clarity. The repetition of the void pulling and consuming mirrors the cyclical nature of fear, making the descent feel real and relentless. Images like “a never-ending kiss” give the darkness an unsettling intimacy, while the steady movement from resistance to exhaustion creates strong narrative momentum. The closing questions are especially effective—simple, vulnerable, and unresolved—leaving the reader with a lingering sense of ache rather than closure.
Great job Mate!