The Smell

I was awakened by a very strong smell.

 

The smell was very strange,nothing i ever smelled before.

I felt like i couldn't control my body from following the smell.

I was drawn to it like some magnetic field between me and that awful smell.

I had to find it. and i had to find it NOW.

I felt like i was going through a maze.

Sweat beading down my face,soaking up my collar on my shirt made me itch.

But i kept moving, moving as fast as i could possibly walk just to find that pengeant smell.

The air felt like it was hard to move through. I felt like i was walking through pudding.

The more i walked, the harder it was to move through the dark.

Now i was swimming through the pudding.

The pudding was getting deeper and more full.

The hallways were POURING liquid pudding from the walls FASTER than frozen ice under hot water.

The smell got stronger...

The smell was stronger then ever before now! It was so close i could almost taste it!

Just around the corner i would be able to see that smell i have been waiting for!

I swam diligently, and with all my might.

I just wanted to see what that smell was just for one second!

I have never wanted something this badly before. I had to have that moment to just see the smell, hold it, taste it.

I have never wanted to use my five senses this badly.

I feel like I have a sixth sense.

I realized I have an addiction. An addiction for that smell.

Just one step away, and i was almost there..

My heart was pumping as fast as you could flick a switch. on and off. on and off.

THUD! THUD! THUD!

The liquid pudding just about to take my last breath away..

I was getting tired now...

One more step, and I would be there, but i just couldn't get myself to take that step.

That step felt like the Sun and Jupiter.

I just couldn't do it anymore.

All my hope, motivation had been gone.

That suspense i never had before was gone.

I woke up.

I found myself on the floor, breathing harder than ever, gasping for air, deep and short breathes.

God didn't want me to go home yet.

He wanted me to stay.

Just for a little bit longer to endure that scent.

But when i get closer, just around the corner, I will finally be there.

I will reach the smell.

Once and for all.

One day, my friend, One day.

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