The Darkness Knows Your Secrets

The Darkness Knows Your Secrets

A Poem by Dillon "Gerald" Steele
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This a story about how I was ready to leave my house and ready to leave forever but when I stepped outside, I couldn't help but want to stay.

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The house was loud

I stepped outside for some air

it seemed as though

their screaming had

taken all the air in the house

Now a days i can't seem to breath

I can't seem to think

with all the sounds and thoughts.


It’s funny how

when you step outside

at 1:30 in the morning

the world can sit so still

as if it is waiting

waiting for someone

for something.

It doesn't make a noise

except the sound of the highway

behind my house


It’s funny how

when you step outside

at 1:30 in the morning

the thoughts stop

and are replaced with silence.

Nothing,

but the sound of your breath

as you inhale the frosty air

Of the November night.


It’s funny how

when you step outside

at 1:30 in the morning

You can feel every hair

stand up

and every chatter of your teeth

as the cold

pierces through your coat,

its almost as if you can hear

the grass screaming for help

in the cold night.


It’s funny how

when you step outside

at 1:30 in the morning

the world is different

it is better

because

when you step outside

at 1:30 in the morning

the silence takes control

and it wins every time


It’s funny how

when you step outside

at 1:30 in the morning

You feel safe.

© 2014 Dillon "Gerald" Steele


Author's Note

Dillon "Gerald" Steele
please tell me what you think, ignore any grammar mistakes

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Added on November 18, 2014
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Dillon "Gerald" Steele
Dillon "Gerald" Steele

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I am 17 and I write poetry usually heartbreaking or inspirational. I have a poetry book being sold titles These Things Happen. more..

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