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The horror in the dark
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The horror in the dark |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
He came out of the darkness, His eyes were like steal. Stopped in front of me and asked, "Care to make a deal?" I turned away to run, But he grabbed my tiny arm. The pain ran through my body, So I cried out in alarm. He covered up my mouth, So that I could not scream. All that I wanted to do, Was to wake up from this dream. The blow to head was quick, And sharp at that too. He began to rattle off, The things he was going to do. Lying on the ground, My head filled with fear. There was no point in screaming, For no one would hear. The damage had been done, Then the nightmares came. Diagnosed by many, As clinically insane. I can still remember, The time and the day. And I will always know, That I'll never be OK. |
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poetry_kills Senior Member
since 1999-12-04
Posts 549new orleans |
anonymous: oh, please tell me these horrible things did not happen to you personally... if they did, then i want to express my deepest sympathies and let you know that you will always have someone here for you if you need to talk or rant... the poem itself is darkly beautiful... disturbing and yet intriguing... beautiful poetry, fearsome subject... sincerely, jerome the boy with no brain A savage place! as holy and enchanted As e'er beneath a waning moon was haunted By woman wailing for her demon-lover! ~Coleridge |
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hoppy Member
since 2000-01-27
Posts 271 |
me likes, though as poetry_kills said, hope it didn't accually happen to you. but as far as the poem goes i liked how you detailed each event. very nice imagery, could almost see it happening. NEW POETRY FORUM NOW OPEN "If there is anything the nonconformist hates worse than a conformist it's another nonconformist who doesn't conform to the prevailing standards of nonconformity." SUBMIT YOUR POETRY HERE, AWSOME PAGE. NEW POETRY FORUM ADDED Don't look... you might see. Don't listen... you might hear. Don't think... you might learn. Don't walk... you might stumble. Don't run... you might fall. Don't make a decision... you might be wrong. Don't live...you might die. THE PAGE OF PURE POETIC EXPRESSION!! |
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Alias Junior Member
since 2000-02-06
Posts 30 |
Lurking in dark corners is not safe even if you are the hunter the hunted prey on you Nowhere or how can you defeat lurking evil every day be strong and hope that deep in time somebody will find a way Hey anonymousfemale. i was told about your poetry and i thought i'd come and have a look... if this poem is about an experience or a hurt... tell someone. keeping it to yourself is..... dangerous. if ya' want to talk, email me. |
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Alias Junior Member
since 2000-02-06
Posts 30 |
great poetry.... messed up thoughts. are you alright? i mean.. if the poem is an illustration of a real event you must be pretty scared right now. look, umm... if you want to talk email me... anytime. oh, by the way egg.... if you are reading this im a friend of bec's. |
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anonymousfemale Member Elite
since 2000-02-02
Posts 2797Limbo |
Thanks a heaps guys. This event did not happen to me thanks to a very caring person in my life. Think of it as a hit and miss affair. It would have happened if they hadn't noticed that something was up. I was simply detailing what I knew he was thinking. Once again thanks. |
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