Signs

by Izzie   Jan 31, 2006


Hatred demons
shadowed walls
tiny cuts
little streaks of up pulled skin
pumping blood
drips of blood run down the walls
puddling at the bottom of the walls

creatures creep just beyond the shadows
waiting for someone
anyone to step out
how do you fight something that is 10x the strength of you
there only thirst is blood
the farther you run
the funnier the struggle
sinking teeth
pain is first
a burning feeling runs through you veins
it feels as though your flesh is burning off you body
then heart stops
then jumps back to life

no breath comes from your mouth in the night
you make no sound as you creep through your flight
watching those of what you used to be
waiting for your chance
of your very first

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  • 18 years ago

    by Darien

    Awesome!!! Truely awesome, a very well written poem and I think I really enjoyed this! This would have to be the best work from you yet. Keep up the good work!