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The Dark Or Night

Wandering alone in the dark
I can feel the wet earth bellow me
Cut off from everything
It's just me and the moon
Even my own shadow shies away
As i search for the primrose path
Thorns prick my soles
And blood smears my way
Little underground monsters are thus hard on my trail
Sweat beads form on my forehead
As i try and escape their gaze
Looking for some meaning
But the black steals all sense and i am left just wondering
I haste on my search for light
Whimpering and walking
Shifting and stalking
I stumble on ahead.
Just when i got it
Me tripped on my toes
And the monsters are upon me
Feasting on my blood.Oh! there's no hope for escape now
As I'm slowly torn apart
My gaze on my goals not twenty miles apart
Smell of my own blood surrounds me
As I slowly drift away
guess the light light was never for me
Darkness was my only way



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Lia692 said...
Mar. 26, 2012 at 8:06 am
The visuals in the poem were very well done.
 
dream.girl replied...
Apr. 6, 2012 at 8:37 am
thank you....:)
 
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