NyctophobiaA Poem by Ginger With A Pen
At night I lay in my bed.
Sometimes, I shut the lights off, and I think. With my vision impaired, I begin to think and feel more. I can feel the darkness It's like a blanket that hugs every millimeter of my body. It can be a comfort, but at the time time, it makes me want to scream. As a human, I fear the unknown. And also as a human, I naturally cannot see in the dark. When I just lay there, I can feel the darkness hug me in such a way that I feel paralyzed. I move my eyes around, hoping to see light, to no avail. My over-active mind likes to fill in the blanks in which my senses cannot. I see everything that I fear. Every little thing I have ever spent restless nights worrying about, is there before me. The clowns, the murderers, the mythical horrors I remember hearing about around the fire years ago. They're all there. They don't move, they don't speak. They just stand there, as I feel the terror build up inside of me. I want to scream, I want to run for the light switch, but I am still paralizyed. So I just lay there in terror until my body decides that it needs to sleep, and I fall into another nightmare. I say I am afraid of the dark for these very reasons... But think about it this way. The darkness is merely a canvas that my mind paints. And what it paints is controlled by my subconscious. Maybe, just maybe... I am afraid of me. © 2017 Ginger With A Pen |
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Added on November 1, 2017 Last Updated on November 1, 2017 AuthorGinger With A PenUrbandale, IAAboutReading has been my secondary world for as long as I have known, and writing is my favorite form of expression. Writer's block is basically fatal to me, and I'm hoping to get rid of it for good. more..Writing
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