Dead until Dark

by Iyla   Apr 12, 2005


* I may warn you i wrote this ALONG time ago...so it might not be that good... swy*

The dark slays the sun
as the night slays the day,
cold winds blow, as the dead
come out to play

Their skeletal figures
walking through the cemetery
waiting to play, as the night
grows icy and weary

walking to the park
swinging on the swings
flying in the clouds
like they have wings.

crawling out of their graves
waiting to come "outside"
taking little children
to live a dead life

but when the sun comes up
play times over
it's time to go back home
time to go back under

they go back to sleep
until the next night
the dead creatures remain
dead until dark

* :'( this is so awful!! *

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  • 19 years ago

    by Andrea

    great poem! i dont think its awful at all. kinda creepy about the cemetary...ooh dont that place just scare you at night? lol you might see a ghost pop out of a grave....ahaha wouldnt that be a sight! =)