Deep within, darkness creeps
Hooded creature begins to seek,
Don’t you doubt facing fear
Thoughts of an end
Shine of the blade
It will happen
You will die
Don’t deny
You entered my realm
Opened yourself to me
Tear you apart
Splatter, stained walls.
You’re not my first
Won’t be my last
This is always fun
But don’t forget
Others will reach your brutal end.
So
Stay away from darkness
If you try to face your fear
The menace will rise
Come down upon your dreams
The light you seek
Will be gone, without bliss.
Your parents will cry
raise their arms high and ask why
I’ll sit near by
Laugh while they cry
They don’t know
That I get a high
Watching their children die
Absolutely epic. I like the imagery here, and the way that you don’t use classical transitions. It’s one of those pieces that just leaves me speechless because I have to read it over and over again. The faint installments of rhyme, and the short, constant thoughts just make the poem move along really well; it concludes perfectly with that very cynical thought. Awsome job.
Thank you Dante. I know it’s pretty dark from what I normally write. It has scared quite a few people. I had to talk to my mom and assure her that I wouldn’t kill anyone after she read it. It’s a change from my normal work and I’m happy that you enjoyed it.
The best poetry makes a real impact on the people who read it; which is what this poem had to of done. Ya, after I started writing poetry and some short stories, I also had to assure my dad that I was okay and wasn’t going through some stage of depression or something. I can still see though your writing style in it, and if you reread some of your other work, this isn’t that far off, it just gives another set of emotions (which are still awsome).