in the dark

September 10, 2009
By messie.egghead SILVER, Fayetteville, Georgia
messie.egghead SILVER, Fayetteville, Georgia
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He is here
In the dark
When I sleep
I know he is there

He watches
In the shadows
While I breathe
In and out

He knows I know
He can tell by my thoughts
He hears them clear
They scream with fear

He looks
In the dark
With those eyes
Yellowish-green

The light scares him
He is weak
He doesn’t like it
He is a coward

It is morning
He has left his smell
The smell of rain
After it has finished

The smell gives a taste
The taste of an apple
After being bruised
And browned

So he waits
For the sleep
To become heavy
He hunts me in the dark- in my room.



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