Poem : Shadows
I know I had posted this as a extra on one of my older poems but I wanna post this again seperate, Comment and let me know what you think, Thank You
Shadows on the walls, from black to red, changing forms, they grow, they whisper to me...they tell me their dark secrets...they control me and tell me what to think, everything so dark...in a room they lead me, it’s a small cell...they lock the door behind me, and snicker...to my knees I fall and fight the madness the burns away at my mind...like watching picture fly across my eyes and they burn away, unable to remember...a new me, reborn, as they look through the bars and smirk at the new me...they open the door and lead me to the wall they always appear from, and push me in gently...sticking my hand in I look up at them as they nudge me closer...walking into the shadow land...they hold their victims here, button eyes sewn onto them so they cannot see the outside world...I was next to have buttons for eyes, a world I would never see again laid behind me...a trickery I faced...and I paid the price...
By ebony11
I think im going to sleep with the light on tonight o.o
a year ago