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The Break In
12:59 am.
The day is new but life is absent.
tic,tic,tic
1:00 am.
The deadliest of all hours is upon us.
Our slumber can protect us from demons.
But we only wake up when we sleep.
As the world rest in peace
Alone.
I wake in uncomfort.
1:02 am.
Evil lurks in the darkness as the Oblivious dreamers are unaware of the Fear, Anger, and Depression, wonders free outside.
1:05 am.
The room is small but in black it seemed endless
down in the lowest level, abandoned for one
Endless Night.
1:06 am.
above a sudden
Thud!
breaks the silence that consist through the Night
quiet doesn't exist anymore.
Thud!
1:07 am.
curiosity
the one that has killed the cat will soon return to claim another victim
for the choice I made was nothing more but the wrong one.
1:08 am.
Endless darkness has taken over this home.
Bang!
the sound has entered my ears as quick as Evil entered the house.
we are not alone.
1:10 am.
Some things can't be stopped, but prevented.
Maybe if I was still asleep
I found the door.
The entrance of Light and yet the Exit of Darkness.
as I exit Evil follows slowly behind.
1:11 am.
The knife she is cold and quick, but oh so quiet
from back into heart is how my story ends
Lying cold
alone.
1:12 am.
Evil has crept away, back into Darkness,
and I left with a pool of red fate slip into darkness but not the darkness that just was but even darker than dark. so dark it's bright blinding, as we disappear never to return only left to join the rest the blinding light gets brighter and brighter and yet all seems hopeless!
Finally wake with a jolt of the pain and seeming sweat running.
12:59 am.
The day is new but life is absent.
tic,tic,tic
1:00 am.

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This project was based on a time of day that we picked out of a hat and I had chosen 1 a.m. so I wrote this poem about 1 a.m. being the creepiest part of the day