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It is night.
The Sky is dark.
The clouds cover the sky.
Outside the rain pours, thunder roars, the wind makes the tree scrape against my window.
Shadows swirl around me; haunting my mind; grabbing at my soul.
Whispers in the dark; an unknown voice.
It all goes silent..........
A shadow reaches out and grabs me; pulls me under the bed.
I scream and fight for my life, kicking and thrashing.
It attacks me, sending a burning pain throughout my body.
It finds my memories; squeezing out every drop of happiness.
It calls me names; shredding me of my dignity.
It turns me into something i never wanted to be....................... a creature.
A creature of darkness..........
My body is changed but my mind is awake; searching for a light.
The shadow laughes menacingly, sending a chill through my body.
I begin to shake in fear.
In one last attempt, I reach out into the darkness and put my hand around a knife.
I pull it towards me and cut my arms.
The shadow begins to disperse, still laughing.
It released its grasp, changing me back to my former self.
I open my eyes, laying there in the dark, listening to the sound of my own breathing.
The blood drips down my arm as tears fall down my cheeks.
I crawl out from under my bed, knowing iIwas too weak.
I clean the knife and set it back where I had found it................
So I can be ready for tommorrow night.............
Ready again to fight the darkness.
- by A moose sent by Cyberlife |
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- | Submitted on 10/08/2009 |
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- Title: Fighting the Darkness.
- Artist: A moose sent by Cyberlife
- Description: Warning: This poem is DARK
- Date: 10/08/2009
- Tags: fighting darkness dark shadows
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Comments (3 Comments)
- xXmailboxieXx - 10/26/2010
- i love it, its amazingly dark biggrin
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- Lexie Songbird - 10/12/2009
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I like it. It grabed my attention and I want to know if she'll win over with the darkness. biggrin
Just a couple little things. In line 22 I think you mean darkness wink And in the last half of the poem, your I's aren't capitalized. Sorry for being picky smile - Report As Spam
- A moose sent by Cyberlife - 10/08/2009
- Dark is it not?
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