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As I wandered through the house that sleeps, I could feel what I'd now become, a silent night again for me, Might as well be deaf and dumb.
#acrostic Tendency to bring your fears to life. Horror expression on each and everyone of their faces. Enough scariness to last them a lifetime. Howling in pain. Only they can stop the black hole.
Lost on a dark road, no turns left to take,can this really be the end of my confused state. Across the road lies the beauty of a field, my access denied by an invisible shield.
Walking the dark midnight alley. Observe the glimmering moon light shining. Feel the fibers frizzle flowing, The figure insight, Not showing.
Thick fog rolls in Blanketing everything in sight. It's like a wall Stopping me from seeing right. It is not white. No, it's spots our vision can't reach. It's a restraint. I'm blind.
Although you may wish it, You will never know What happened before time itself. At the suns rise and set, From east to west, The cruel lands beyond your eye.
The Raven Calls Hark.
"I fear," said he "I'm going mad!" But he needn't fear, For he already had. "I fear," said she "I fear the dark night" So fixed to her head, We put a candle light.
It stank of all things putrid; life, decaying. My sunken feet disintegrating in gluke -their deafening vile life forms gnawing into flesh, hammering away.
#beginningline Unaware of what lurked in the darkness I was born screaming into this world of yours, innocence bleeding from every pore, wonder and illumination present, but more; a sense that...
The bleakness I saw swirling madly about in the smooth glass of its eye, squeezed at my chest, disrupting the natural rhythm of my inhalations.
I try to fend off the cold all around Its ominous presence in the background. I try to hide but I am found. It slowly kills me without a sound.
#nightdwellers #beginningline From behind my heart And out of sight It crawled, it crept It came from night These sharp claws Keep tight hold on me Sucking from my bones The tough and weary...
#bestofopuss Travels led to distant path, Surrounded by the devil's wrath, A lonesome road of nightly gales, On which sunshine had set sail, Left with only gloom and despair, And fear hanging in the...
Around me. Circling. Like knives. Twisting. Laughter in cruelty. Grinning. They are so joyful in their malice. My punishers. My liberators. Singing. I am surrounded.
I walk these halls. Frightened. Anyone could be in here. I wouldn't even know it. People could be watching me. I could be murdered. But nothing ever happens. I just scare myself.
Mother may I. Please I beg. Stay one more hour. From my bed. It's getting late. I know it's true. And soon I'll sleep. The whole way through. But for now my mother. May I please. Stay one more hour.
Now it's time to slip away, Not become one of those, For only dead can live forever, Its an oxymoron I know, For I have been attacked, By a creature of the night, And soon I will become one, It...
I fear my kin. My time has come. My songs been sang. My death knell rung. My flame that flickers. Shall soon burn out. My sands of time. Have trickled down. My heart no longer. Beats so fierce.
Stuff me up like a worm digging its blinded mind to the center Of a rotten world in glass mirrors and cerise markings. Push maggots threw my veins when you let go of the heat.
Will there be a tomorrow. Will today be my last. Will it happen slow as slow. Or will it happen fast. Will the preping be for nothing. Will I have too much supply. Will it keep on going right.
Dreams are uncontrollable Nothing hidden or buried out of sight Reasons unrecognisable Simply listen to that bump in the night.
In my coffin of darkness I placed. A castle where the rich lay to rest. The fear that comes from a school test. Fangs as deadly as a sharpened knife. The pain that comes from a slave’s strife.
Hello again, today is Friday, December 14, 2012. Here's another poem, a sonnet, that I wrote for y'all. Enjoy.