Nightfall

Fear and guilt

 

I hear them knock upon my door.
I see them just beneath the frame.
With silent steps, I cross the floor,
and hear them chanting this refrain.
Come out, come out into the night,
come see the secrets hidden here.
Invoking prayer the room I light,
preventing them from drawing nearer.


I cry, Go away, leave me here,
I will not open or let you in.
A moment of silence and then I hear,
their taunting call once again.
I scream, my terror I release,
my voice echoes off the walls.
Still they will not let me be,
continuing their damning calls.

For five long years in bitter night,
I have held them all at bay.
They vanish with the morning light,
returning at the close of day.
Tonight my sins they fling at me,
tell us now, do you deny?
I wearily whisper, no I am he,
I hang my head and softly cry.

As still as death upon my bed,
I wait for morning sun to rise,
the gun I put next to my head,
the shadows win I close my eyes.

Reviews

[OceanTropic]

Wow. This is so frightful. This is SO frightful. Your demons come and haunt you at night. I got two ideas from this. The first was that your sins come and haunt you (the most likely one) and you try to rid your memory of them, trying to forget the things you have done or seen, but like visions, that is all you see and hear when you close your eyes.

The second idea I got was that you see dead people. I have a few friends who have had pretty scary experiences with this, and they would cry and cry and look for comfort in objects or toys. And so I thought this poem could perhaps be just that. It is such a curse.

Both to never forget (or even forgive yourself your sins) and see the dead are a curse. If you think about it they are sort of the same. Maybe you were trying to metaphorically use walking death and unforgetable sins??

Either way, this is thought provoking and very frightening. I really enjoyed reading it and hopefully these feelings and emotions are no more than just in the poem. I hope everything is well :)