The darkness envelopes me,
I need to find it, that important key.
I feel his presence lurking behind,
Though when I turn I see nobody in sight.
A chill climbs my spine
And in a single moment, the key is mine.
Author notes
A Strange poem, I never write like this but it was a spur of the moment thing and it doesnt seem to make sense...
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I love the strange sense of this poem. I love the movement of the darkness lurking in it and squirming around like a withering snake trying to engulf its prey. I like this very much. Very well done and though it is not your style I do enjoy it.
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