its been several years since he’s talked to family at all
he hasn't gotten anything not even a call
house arrest is complete hell
even though its a lot better then a cell
he gets out in eight glorious days
and he’s long sense given up his bad ways
as he looks out the window into the night
he sees a small hellish flash of light
a crack in the ground slowly opens up
he waits intently as he drinks from his coffee cup
another flash hits him something starts to rise
something in a sickening human form shows and his hope dies
it redirects its gaze upon the man
with all the agony and hatred it can
it and its demonus feeling starts to move
it moved so swiftly it left a groove
it reaches out to grab him
and everything started to dim
Author notes
snowboardingnut, and now its gasp
this is a seriers of poems about a man in a desprite situation.
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A contest entry
- Truth Of Life contest Round TWO (invite only) by xandercheerios.
800 points, ended July 15, 2007, 14 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
