dark figure
I still see him,
That dark figure,
The only thing that stands out on him was his white eyes and teeth,
He looked very tall and menacing,
He slouched as he got close to me,
He terrified me,
And I don't know why,
Danger leaked from him,
His aura screamed killer.
What was he?
I don't know.
I just knew,
If I didn't wake up,
I could be killed.
But even now,
I swear I see him in the corner of my eye.
Waiting for me,
Stalking me like prey.
a.b.
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PoetryThis is my story- told through the thoughts I couldn't keep inside. A collection of moments, feelings, and truths I've learned to face and finally accept. These poems are pieces of me, shared for anyone who needs to feel less alone. If you're readin...
