The Night

The night

is when the creatures come out

they search and hunt and prowl

they sniff the air

to find the scent of your fear

The night

is when i choose to hide

because the creatures, i fear

the sharp, sharp teeth,

long, long claws,

And the smell of death so strong

The night

is when i tend to cry

and never fall asleep

The tears form puddles

around my feet

these are my history

they tell my years

The night

is when i take the knife

and feel its cool hard blade

put it up against my wrist

breath and hesitate

will this be the night i lose

the battle i can't win?

or will i hold fast

another day

until its night again?

Author's Note

Please tell me what you think!!!!!

Reviews

[Rose]

That is amazing... I love the message and emotion. Its beautiful-- please don't change a thing.

[Call Me Blu]

I know how you feel. Very well written as well.

[lily platycorn]

So good I know what you're trying to say... Know how you feel.

[Safe&sound<3 ♫]

i liked it(: it reminds me of my poem(:

[xx_strawberry_xx]

I loved it! It was really well written. Great choice of powerful words. The only thing I think you might want to change about it is the part where you say "the sharp, sharp teeth,long, long claws," because you might find another word to use instead of repeating "sharp" and "long". But it still flows very nicely. Great job :D