Demons run amuck
Chasing me round the bin
God has forsaken me in my time of need
While Satan just points and grins
The winds keep on blowing
Pulling the dark clouds in
And as I wrap myself in a blanket made of lies
I notice it's woven with my own sins
And soon the rain starts pouring down
Washing away all my hopes
Still it can't clean my mind from misery
Suppressed memories emerge and start to float
And I'm running through a forest
Trapped out in the cold unknown
Nothing can give me warmth or protection
Nothing but the lies I've sewn
I remember why I left
I realize why I've gone
I can never forgive myself for what I did
I can never return back home
The wolves are now howling war
Screaming pierces the night
And as I search for the cries of this person
The darkness only hinders my sight
Shadows dance around me
Mocking my every step
A feeling arises in the bottom of my gut
A feeling I can't ever forget
And I'm running through a forest
Lost out in the unforgiving cold
No one can deliver me from this endless maze
No one but me I've been told
And as I continue my search
For the person who cries of lone misery
I come upon the clearing and who do I see?
A younger version of me
Peering from a distance
Watching the wolves tear in
Fear and confusion sweep over me
Keeping me from making a stand
Do I just keep watching?
Should I go and try to defend?
Would it be worth to help out this illusion
And to make this madness end?
And I'm standing in this forest
Locked in a battle of wits
Is there anything to be done for this boy on the run?
Or will the wolves surely win?
A contest entry
- Teen Angst by Perfect-Pain.
333 points, ended October 24, 2008, 52 entries
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Comments
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Thank you so much for sharing this! -finalist-
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Stunning. I feel like I'm there. The internal battle alone was captivating enough but then add in that this boy has a secret and a dark past that haunts him, and then materializes before him, but as a younger version of himself... Simply amazing. Maybe a bit twisted and dark, but sooo good!!

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"Would it be worth to help out this illusion
And to make this madness end?"
and
"Is there anything to be done for this boy on the run?
Or will the wolves surely win?"
Are both wonderful lines. Good write!



