I have written stories (non-published) and I love to write poems. I believe writing is the sincerest way of expressing oneself. There is no way to hide one's soul to those who wish to seek it. I love to read poems from those of you on this site! I must admit, there are some great talents! I do vote or write comments on all the poems I read. Please do the same for me. Thank you! |
The coolness of the air penetrates the dirt
It descends deep down into the depths of the earth...
Moving among us like the blowing of withered...
Its spectral form solidifying on Hallows Eve...
The lack of prey made It angrier as the pain in...
And when It thought It would have to go hungry he...
I’m shaking writing this letter trying to hide...
A few nights now I have been targeted, hunted and...
I do not mean to use a tired cliche but It is...
Like the death beat of an eternal ancient chant...
As darkness overcomes me and i struggle for a glimmer of light a small tiny spark appears in the distance and helps me escape the grip of the suffocating dark. The darkness recedes and waits for the tide to come back again and drown me in its wave... |
I believe that existence is cyclical and that De-ja vu is proof that we are remembering what we have already lived. |
What is it about the Darkness that feels so safe? |