The Dark

The Dark

A Poem by H. E. Schreiter

Shadows


Are its offspring

Helping it grow strong


Fear


Is its best weapon

Causing people to shiver and shake


Unknown


Are its contents


Unknown


Is what is hiding within


Night


Is its nickname


Day


Its enemy


Evil


Its way of penetrating our inner soul


Anything scary

Finds its home here


It spreads like wildfire


Consuming


Everything in its path


Changing it

For the worse


Spreading fear everywhere


It plagues our dreams with nightmares

We fear what it holds


It is usually on the losing end

But don’t underestimate it


It can take hold on you


Infecting you from the inside out


Consuming your light

And turning it into itself


It is rising against what is good


Fighting against what is right


Destroying what is light


It is the ultimate enemy.

© 2015 H. E. Schreiter


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Added on February 4, 2015
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H. E. Schreiter
H. E. Schreiter

Bedford, PA



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I'm currently 19 years old and have completed my freshman year at Seton Hill University. I have been writing for a while now, but I am unsure if it is quality. more..

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A Poem by H. E. Schreiter