Darkness
The very word springs up thoughts:
Evil
Deceiving
That is not true
The darkness is home to me
A warm blanket covering me from prying eyes
Hiding me
However, it can never hide the guilt I have
Of people I have hurt
The affair
It was never supposed to happen; it is not as if I planned it
We were together, we were alone, and we liked each other
Morals? You wonder if I have them
Yes, of course I do
Conscience? Yes, I also have one of those
The truth
The darkness doesn’t hide that either
It makes me wonder how great of a deceiver, this darkness really is
The murder
That was an accident also
I am a little shaky with a gun
It was only supposed to be an empty threat, a warning
I cocked the little gun, such a sweet sounding click
Such a feeling of power, of adrenaline
What a beautiful moment when his eyes went wide with fear…his face pale
…Was that a little shake? In his knees?
Such a feeling I got…his life, my choice whether or not it should end
I never meant to pull the trigger that was waiting for my finger to push it
Is that not what happens to all of us?
We get pushed. Then get pushed too far
Too tired to push back.
It startled me
The storm; I found it ironic, such a storm on such a night
My nerves were too jumpy
The thunder was loud and sudden
It made my ears ring and my bones vibrate
I jumped, my finger pulled
The thunder was loud enough to cover the sound of the gun
Down he went, eyes still wide with fear
I shrug; he served his purpose,
We can’t have any one telling any one else about the affair
This type of night being quite common, I am quick and thoroughly clean the blood
I leave not a trace
No sign of a body, no trail
He just disappeared
His poor wife and kids
I send over my famous apple pie, I hope it helps
I look around; every one is so oblivious
The daylight is more deceitful than the darkness
It is piercing
Unfriendly, too bright, blinding
A bright smile and a fake hop in your step
Your untouchable, everyone believes you are wonderful
People lie more in the daylight than in the darkness
So instead, I strive to surround myself with daylight
To hide the dark reaches of my mind
A contest entry
- The Second Battle of the Poets Contest! by Previn.
540 points, ended September 6, 2007, 19 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
Please tell me what you think
Comments
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This is disturbing.
Should I be calling the cops on you?
Anyway the ending could have been a bit stronger.
Good free verse though.
Thanks for entering.
Previn

