"Shadows"
Things around looked fine, I see
But everything started to look red, I flee
Started to grab a knife as I check my sanity
Something been watching me I felt uneasy
I searched and found a hallway
A shadow crept slowly, making its way
My eyes went black and my mind was dead
As if I was thinking of stabbing it to death
I woke up thinking of that bad dream
Daunt by the floor, reflected light so vividly dim
Then I realized, I stood on the same hallway of madness
In front of a corpse drowned in darkness
01/29/2019 5:22 P.M.
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Amateur Works
PoetryThese works are purely made from an amateur and aspiring poet. These were made straight from ideas and thoughts which are assembled into a fresh poem. I am clearly open to any critiques that can possibly make my works improve.
