In the Backstage

Got a little dark suddenly.

You sit and stare

Through your frigid eyes

How the ceaseless, insurmountable

 nothingness

Is being transformed into scary, sullen, stooped

human figures

that gather round the fiery flames of existence

stomping, biting, grunting, 

spitting with rabid frenzy,

pushing,

just to touch her crimson warmth.

And you,

 a mere spectator in this septic theater,

Have nothing else to do but keep on looking

As you are seated in the dark 

with eyes open wide from terror,

While the drops of your cold sweat

Fall slowly on the fur of the beast that devours you from your feet.

 

Reviews

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

Powerful write! I felt a lot of emotion in it and saw imagery. Great write! Keep up the good work!

[Marina]

Thank you Cyprian. I'll do my best!

[Cyprian Van Dyke]

You're most welcome!

[miahstr]

Emptiness is a scary companion. I like how you describe it. 2 thumbs up.

[Marina]

Indeed it is. Thank you.

[Paul Bell]

Like the way this starts into its dark journey.
Taking you inside your fears.
You could feel yourself waking up in a cold sweat.
Assuming you did wake up.

[Marina]

You managed to make it darker with that last line lol