I close my eyes to the monsters
They always come with the dark,
I hope to take cover in the blackness,
Silently listening to them pacing
About my room,
I hear their steps match my heartbeat
As if they are drawn to my fears
They smell them from afar
Hunt me down for life
Hoping I will break my peace
And then they will find me out
In my little corner where I am
Never quietly safeI hear them speak against my person,
Slander my being
Knowing I can hear them,
Poking a hibernating bear
To make sport of it's fury,
I have seen this played out before
Calling me out so I can scream
Them monsters that feed on my pain,
They love the taste of my blood
And crave to destroy my innocence,
I hide out to protect my goodness
I doubt if any will be left tonight,
I curve myself into a ball
And hope they leave with
Morning light,
Morning never comes,
How I yearn to be left alone.So I cry in silence through the night
As I hear them about my room
Their pacing growing
Louder and louder,
They mockery and insults
Piercing the heart,
Tearing my mind apart
Till I cannot bear their hungry voices,
Out of the corner I come,
Kicking and screaming
For them to leave,
Hoping they will go away.I have given them what they want
Watch them pounce on me like a lion,
Devouring whatever is left of
This miserable life
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Echoes From Afar
PoetryCollection of poetry about life and it's struggles. The lessons I learnt from life #4 rhetoric