At night
The gate of Hell opens
The walls close in
The air becomes hard to breathe
My heart rushes with great speed
But I stay laying in bed
with all of my demons of the past
come back to haunt me
I am tired
But I force my eyes wide open
Just to not see a face
Or wake by a nightmare
Of my deepest fears
-
Author:
zhangyuyouyu (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: March 26th, 2022 00:11
- Category: Unclassified
- Views: 17
Offline)
Comments1
very nice, keep poeming on...
Happy weekend,
Dahlia Vitalia
Thank you. I wish you a good weekend ahead too!
To be able to comment and rate this poem, you must be registered. Register here or if you are already registered, login here.