The yellow light is flashing
My enemy right here
You didn't come to check on me
I'm now frozen in fear
That awful laugh
That treacherous smile
His beds made out of
Bones put in a pile
In my head I scream
For my father and my mother
Because the thing right here in front of me
Is no longer my brother
I don't know what happened
When I closed my eyes
All I really know is
No one hears my cries
What's going on
Is all this a dream
I can't tell the difference
That's how it's seem
YOU ARE READING
Poems
PoetryI was going through some stuff in my room, and found an old book. It was full of these poems. I decided to share them with you. There is some deep stuff in here. I hope you enjoy it, and if you think it sucks, sorry. I guess I took it off of the pub...
