Darkness

November 10, 2011
By CRDAmico SILVER, Middletown, Connecticut
CRDAmico SILVER, Middletown, Connecticut
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Favorite Quote:
"It's not why you're running it's where you're goin', it's not what you're dreaming but what you're gonna do, it's not where you're born it's where you belong, it's not how weak but what will make you strong." ~U2


When the golden sun
sinks low in the sky
I silently begin to shiver.
Alone in my small bedroom
I close my eyes in fear.
Breathing
breathing sharply
I twist and turn:
the dark shadows
of unknown objects
dance across walls
of memories.
Hiding beneath the blankets,
my barrier
a stuffed animal,
my only companion
when the night took over the daylight,
the luminous moon
from somewhere hangs,
becomes a beacon.
Darkness is enclosing
enclosing
and I am afraid
of ghosts seen only by children’s
eyes
shining, bright
eyes—wide
unblinking
frightened
gloom
but I cannot count sheep
because I cry
because of what lurks
because of what intimidates
because every nightfall,
because eventually, I emit a yawn
and drift off to sleep.



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