Stares in the Darkest Night


I hear whispers
In the darkness
They beckon me
They threaten me
My mind is a puzzle that has no end

Cool fingertips
Empty embraces
I feel alone
In my own home
I'm too afraid of the visions in my head

Young innocence
Naivety
I cannot speak
Of memories
I have this wound that will never mend

I'm breaking down
Insanity
I cry aloud
But there's no sound
I'll just calm myself and lay to bed

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