Isn't kinda funny when life comes full circle?
Like when you dream about monsters and demons as a kid.
Then, as you get older, you become the monsters and demons...
The same ones that haunted your dreams as a kid.
Mine was especially nasty and unique...
Her silver eyes.. like dying stars,
Her big, sharp horns.. constantly dripping blood,
Her claws and fangs.. razor sharp, and dying to shred you apart,
Her nasty smile.. crooked and cruel,
Her skin and scars.. darker than any abyss,
Her voice is cold and empty.. it froze you
The way she moved.. like mist and shadows,
She put me in a cage and made me watch as she hurt the ones I love...
I couldn't stop her...
I couldn't save them...
I couldn't escape...
I couldn't stop the pain...
I couldn't do anything...
It didn't matter who I was with or where I slept...
I always saw her in my dreams...
Waiting for me to fall asleep...
Watching my every move in the dark...
Listening to everything around her...
Always planning her next move...
Did you have a demon or a monster?
Do you remember it?
Remember feeling like it was following you?
Lurking just beyond the shadows?
Waiting for the chance to strike?
Scary, isn't it?
Feeling helpless in your mind.. in your dreams?
Exhausting, isn't it?
Doing everything you can to stay awake?
Even when your body is screaming for sleep?
I get it... I'm always afraid of seeing her in my dreams again...
So yeah... it's ironic when life comes full circle...
Because now, I am my own Ursa Shade
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The Hidden Darkness
PoetryI honestly don't know what to put here.. I decided to write a book, and so I wrote these poems. I know that they aren't very good, but at least I tried.. right?? 😅😅😅
