My eyes were dying down.
My body growing heavier.
Something about this felt bound.
Something about this felt,
deadlier.
The feeling of fear and guilt arose
in a fit of adrenaline.
As the man in black stood staring down
at me in dark linen.
No face or expression.
I shook in fear in confusion.
What is it?
My suppression, my depression?
I stopped asking, because he wasn't answering.
He only watched me deeply in desperation.
In hopes that I'd start remembering.
My eyes couldn't bare the strain,
looking at him looking at me.
I stopped looking, letting go-
and back to sleep.
The feeling of emptiness left me
as If on cue.
Leaving me clueless and broken.
Since I've woken I haven't seen you.
But I'll remember you man in black,
even the words unspoken.
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Author:
J.thewriter (
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- Comment from author about the poem: I'm not sure how well I wrote this poem, as my brain thinks faster than my fingers type. The man in my "nightmare" that watched me endlessly through out my dream brought a lot of unwanted emotions out. I've drawn pictures and wrote about him but I wanted to get into depth as how it made me feel in the dream. I'm not much of poetry writer, but it feels nice venting in a platform I'm not all used to. I hope you like it.
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Comments4
I've had something similar to your experience . Except mine was one of complete nothingness . No light , not even darkness , just absolute nothing . I was never afraid of nothing until then . The fear it generated was overwhelming . (Though I walk through the valley of death I will fear no evil) That was what got me through .
I understand. Light, darkness, and nothingness is scary to think about. It's also hard to stop thinking about it all once you've started lol.
This gave me chills! So beautiful.
Thank you so much! It was a chilling experience.
This poem was written by a poet. Don't doubt that. You are in fact a talented poet. You did an amazing job painting a picture with your words. Just saying !
That means so much to hear, thank you so much! I thought it would have harder to interpret how I felt in that moment into a poem, but I suppose I just had to write from scratch and see where it went. I'm glad you liked it 🙂
I get it you stepped in the dark and your trying to find your way into the light
Sometimes you have to step into the dark to know what the light feels like.
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