Darkness creeps to the marrow
Ice falls slowly and continuously
on my senses
absurdity grinds my dreams
tastelessness spreads
through the corners of my tongue
and rises to my eyes and skull

Fantasy, imagination and words
no more haunt or hurt me
I am clinging to the rope of being
hung in an infinite emptiness...

parveen tahir

http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/dark-creeps-in/