Night

by jeffery sechrest   Apr 26, 2007


The light of day.
Slowly fading for existence.
The shadows slowly creeping up on me with every second.
The demons in my head slowly reviling the past.
As the blood runs down my wrist.
I hoped to god it was enough to erase the pain you brought.
So that I may quite living a broken dream.
An see the light of another day as it should be.
But a pained heart will never fully heal.
And see the night as their only great escape.

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  • 17 years ago

    by tryinXtoXholdXmyXheadXup

    I like the imagery, and the thought of night and your dark pains, a great way to put it,
    nessa

  • 17 years ago

    by SEAN

    A sinister portrayal of self - abuse and nostalgia i enjoyed the concept of the night as a focul point of your pain but aswell your clarity in a sence great work

  • 17 years ago

    by IdTakeABulletForYou

    Great job. It seems like there's something missing at the end, but it is still very well written.

    This is the only err:

    "An see the light of another day as it should be."
    = (sp)
    "And see the light of another day as it should be."

    Other than that, nice word use. I should start using the word revile in my poems. I forgot it existed.

    5/5
    ~Stephen White

    (please check out my new poem, IT (Part 1) if you would like.)

    Peace!

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