Small little girl
Curled up so tightly
Clutching both her blanket
And her teddy bear
Whimpering at the noises
Coming from the shadows
Wishing Daddy would save her
Banishing the dark
Her tears fall silent
Leaving her feeling broken
As she wonders why
No one seems to care
Pretty little girl
Seeing shadows on the floor
Moving slowly closer
Monsters under the bed
Whimpers turn to cries
Trying to keep from screaming
Knowing that her end
Could very well be near
Something landing on the bed
And slowly creeping closer
Soft growls heard
Hot breath on her frozen skin
Scared little girl
Screams out once
Before the pain cuts in
And takes her beating heart
Laying on her bed bleeding
The darkness finally fading
She wishes that it never left
Leaving her to face the light
Pretending that she’s ill
Silently laying there alone
Mommy and Daddy never seeing
The truth that cannot be told
Beautiful little girl
Waiting for the dark
Scared out of her pretty mind
Silently waiting for the final good bye
Author notes
this is a piece meant to be taken in whatever way the reader sees it. please leave how you felt while reading and then later think about it if it pulls on your mind...
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wow...
i like it a lot. it has a lot of meanings to me. i'm fifteen and still afraid of the dark so its how i feel in sudden darkness. its also about how i feel in a way. broken hearts suck. -
Exellent work hon. Rhyme, meter, rhythm, all of it. I think i can understand what you meant by it too.
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Oooh. This is a masterpiece in dark heartbreak. You did such an amazing job on this, hun.
Beautiful.
Write on.
~*~SP~*~
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Again Wow
I read this last night but read again this evening and I can say only wow, you continue to amaze me with your writing and I am glad I can call you my poetic niece. keep on penning up a storm while you can, cause you never know when the muse might take a holiday!
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(claps and smiles)
Rose this was beautifully done. I'm very pleased with the darkness of this piece. Terrifyingly perfect. And so enjoyable. This was truly amazing in imagery. Wonderful.
Your Czarina,
~Seraph
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Terryifying imagery, Lady Rose.
...we all remember the sheer panic and fear that a child's mind can generate
when left alone in the dark. Shadows... sounds... creeps and bumps in the
night as we nestled into our soft little G.I. Joe bedspreads.
(smirks.)
...Maybe Barbie for you?
This poem captures that insecurity and helplessness with great taste...
...simple and to the point... simply... terrorizing.
Lady Rose...
I must admit....
(grins; darkly... with a nefarious malaise)
...I have a feeling... the distinct impression, Assassin...
(cracks his deplorable neck)
...that there is more than meets the eye here.
...metaphorical mumbo-jumbo.
...hidden between the lines.
Well done Rose.
and.... well burried.
I am at a loss.
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The imagery is amazing in this, I could.. feel it, visualise it.. I like this..
"Laying on her bed bleeding
The darkness finally fading
She wishes that it never left
Leaving her to face the light"
<3.
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I wish I could say I feel something in this write, I'm afraid that I cannot. But It is a nice dark write you have here sis. Good imagery.
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*huggles daughter and keeps her safe from all the nightmares and monsters that scare her*
I hear you clearly here hun!
Keep penning on one stroke at a time!
Bill
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