Ditch the ads, upload images and much more - upgrade today from 5.95/month!
Read Contests Groups Learn Forums Store Help
 

Devouring Shadows

Missing image

Torn between the trembling fear
And the anger every day I hear

Fist pounding though the walls
The crying that pleads in the halls
Trying to feel safe behind closed doors
Slowly the shadows appear like before

The echoing of voices in the night
Makes me close my eyes so tight
The door opens as it creeps my soul
I feel breathing making me grow cold

As shadows tower over me in the dark
Racing is the pounding of my heart
Wiping my tears slowly with my thumb
My body doesn’t move, as I become numb

A nightmare vision presses their body against mine
The pain that tears my inner soul raw each time
The pleading to be finely set free
From this torment I ask for the death of me

Torn between the trembling fear
And the anger every day I hear

Author notes

Picture Devouring Shadows by Gwynedd

A contest entry

Please tell me what you think

    : , Your review:

    Comment Suggestion: What is your your first impression?
    Line numbers  • Invite them to read
    : no Cost: 0 free left 0 points, You have (?)

Comments

1 - 12 of 12
  • jeravia
    January 10

    Edit | Reply
    i no how u feel....i went through tht to..and i no how hard it could be..sometimes i would feel hopeless...and i would just run away..but now i wish i would have done something about it because now i run away from my problems..and cry alot...i just wish i could change everything u no?.... amazing story and i can really connect to it great job...u have a wonderful gift!.
    love your friend alwayz,
    jeravia


    • esroddo silver member
      January 11
      Edit | Reply
      Thank you for your comments. When your a child you think your parents are there to keep you from harm. But sometimes its not like that. I think I was stronger to keep my self sain but you never forget. No matter how old you get. Just don't let what happened you one make your life know unhappy. Life is a beautiful thing and you have to live it. We have health and life is precious. Thats how I see it know. I live in the present even though the memories of pain will always be there. Blessing my friend LISA


  • Jesann gold member
    January 10

    Edit | Reply
    And the child becomes adult, damaged by abuse & pain, how lonely & terrifying those nights must have been.
    Tragic, and sad.


    • esroddo silver member
      January 11
      Edit | Reply
      Thank you for your comments. Life sometimes can be painful and sad. Things that are out of our control. And as we grow we just have to learn to cope with the pain. Blessings Lisa

  • woja
    January 10
    Edit | Reply
    wow


  • Wickedruby1 gold member
    September 23, 2009

    Edit | Reply

    Memories

    Memories still come to life even when we bury them deeply and cover them well.
    My own abuse was brought back with these words, not that they are ever far from my mind. I am not affected now as I have been before writing about it.


  • a59teeth
    March 21, 2009
    Edit | Reply

    wow!

    this is great both in choice of words and the story you've told. you came back to the beginning line very naturally. the title is good as well. that is what caused me to stop and read & i'm glad i did. congrats on your honorable mention!! it was well deserved!


  • Shari-Lei gold member
    March 3, 2009

    Edit | Reply

    Judged

    What a powerful piece you have written. Your words tell a story, the pain screams and you just want to provide protection form the suffering.

    Your use of rhyme is excellent.
    Thank you for entering my contest and good luck
    Shari

  • intrepid33soul
    February 26, 2009
    Edit | Reply
    very powerfull and moving, i completely affiliate with this poem, sent shivers down my spine x

  • hose30
    February 21, 2009

    Edit | Reply
    mom great write.I loved your rhyme and the feeling that this conveyed.And the internal struggle that ravage the soul. It is like battle that never end. But we have to continue to fight it.I liked your line breakage and forceful words used here.great job.


  • YesterdaysDreams
    February 18, 2009

    Edit | Reply
    Fist pounding though the walls
    The crying that pleads in the halls
    Trying to feel safe behind closed doors
    Slowly the shadows appear like before

    The echoing of voices in the night
    Makes me close my eyes so tight
    The door opens as it creeps my soul
    I feel breathing making me grow cold

    AMAZING I just dont have enough words to articulate how great this is


  • Soulful Woman silver member
    February 8, 2009

    Edit | Reply
    WOW.. this was a fabulous piece. It gave me chills as I read the stanzas. The fears that we allow to disable us truly become nightmares.
    Great job with this...
    Good luck in the contest, my sister..
    Love you
    Nor

1 - 12 of 12