Lurking around every corner.

by ~*SugarCube*~   May 28, 2007


Lurking around every corner, she's overpowered by dark.
Frigid fingers griping her helpless heart.
She can't defeat the devil's vicious game.
There's no one but herself to blame.

Homicidal thoughts racing through her head.
Forcing herself to forget all the things he had said.
Trying to run away, screams filling the land.
Her life soon to be taken, by the hands of one man.

Sunken eyes staring at what is soon to be her tomb.
She clenches her chest, so much pain her heart consumes.
Tears disguised with the rain now rolling down her face.
She knows very soon, in the tomb she will be placed.

The haunting feeling never leaves, the feeling of despair.
No other pain she's felt even begins to compare.
The walls around her are caving in.
Crushing her painfully within.

Icy fingers holding her neck tight.
Not letting go, until she can no longer fight.
Her breaths now numbered, her body to weak to try to flee.
Watching her without strength, filled his body with glee.

Lurking around every corner, she was overpowered by dark.
Frigid fingers griped her helpless heart.
She couldn't defeat the devil's vicious game.
There was no one but herself to blame.

~Chelsea~

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  • 17 years ago

    by Marc Ortiz

    It was a great poem! I like the way you rhymed some lines! good job. And the way you repeated the 1st stanza making it the ending is really good! excellent work! keep it up.

  • 17 years ago

    by Boy

    There was no one but herself to blame.

    your this lineshows the pain and darkness of the story. it was sad thugh but nice work and good choose of words. take care 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Vanessa

    The repeation at the first and the last of the poem really made it exceptional, the flow was good, only off in one or two places, and the wording was marverlous, simple brillant, the emtion was strong and clear, You did an excellent job on this. Keep up the good work 5/5

  • 17 years ago

    by Teria

    'Frigid fingers griping her helpless heart.
    She can't defeat the devil's vicious game.'
    ^ i loved how you described that.
    this is one of your best because your description words are over the top; amazing; wonderful.
    wow.
    you did a wonderful job.
    keep it up hun.

  • 17 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Interesting poem. I liked it. Another 5/5