Discussion Analysis and opinions on a poem I wrote

[hierophant]

In a room lightly dim
I let my minds eye wonder.
I see the devils all around me
Terrible look and darkness surrounds me.

I can feel them touching my back
I can imagine their decrepit faces.
I look in the mirror and see flesh and bone
and I fear its to late to atone.

Why God have you abandoned me!?
I shout like so.

But then it dawns on me
I already know.

I feel something is coming towards me
I know not when it will happen
or what it will be

All I know is its coming to get me


What are you thoughts on it and what comes to mind reading this poem?

 

[gracious sub5]

what comes to mind reading this poem?

A person in his early 30s being fearful of his inevitable aging

 

[AutistSupremacist]

Brutal too latepill