the night moves
slithers across my skin
skitters across my brain
stands before me like a man
won't release me from his morbid game
drowns out my screams
with his ever-widening dark
pierces me to my very soul
and leaves me ripped apart
Beware.
the night moves.
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Author:
JustABird (
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- Comment from author about the poem: How do you classify something like this? Perhaps 'horror' should be added to the list. This is not erotic, or even graphic in my opinion but the subject matter is sensitive so I checked 18+. I read a poem the other day about an untouchable subject, something that goes unspoken far too often and it encouraged me to post about my own experience. Not as cathartic as I had hoped, but maybe it will help someone else to know they're not alone.
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Wow.
Thanks.
Very dark. Really enjoy your writing style
Thank you. It feels better to write the dark stuff, I think. I can dredge up the feelings I want to portray more easily.
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