Yep. Just another random poem that I had to write for English. I wrote this when I was half asleep, and I'd say it's pretty good for me being almost passed out. :) Enjoy.
The Dark
A scary place
The color of space
Endless nights
The root of frights
Filled to the brim
Of monsters so grim
Lacking light
Take all your might
To get through the night
Without a mark
Wake from the dark
Don't stop for a breath
For it could be your death
Creatures are lurking
The devil is smirking
You hear a hiss
Upon your neck you feel the cold kiss
And you know he's enjoying this
Don't stop running
For you, I'm gunning
You strive
For the push, the drive
To get out alive
To feel the air he deprives
YOU ARE READING
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