Apparently something sinister awaits, but what? Oh, it doesn't matter, does it? The fact remains that she craves the thrill of it much more than you. Long ago, a young lady led me through a dark, unknown woodland, and it was much as you say here. Good fun for her, goosebumps for me.
My friend more daring than I
Steps further into the dark
A tear finds my cheek
Before I retreat towards the light
The rest of her experience
Becomes a story to me
She doesn’t divide our roles in the telling of the tale
But I know she’s braver than me
I don't fear the dark but if it is where God is not
I will not tread in that domain as he is with us always.
Our weakness is God strength in feeling weak
we Gain his strength God is our Strength.
Only fear, fear it self.
but I have seen things we would only
see in nightmares and those are places I will never
tread in again I walk in the light of the LORD.
My favorite scripture it rings in my head like a broken record.
2Timothy1:7 For God hath not given us the spirit of fear,
but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
I've had to do things when still afraid but Courage comes
in and the fear melts away but this is something
I wouldn't do even if I wasn't afraid it is more common sense for
me and if my gut and intuition says no and gets a bad feeling that
isn't good it Is a warning sign and it isn't fear I always listen to my
Intuition as it is God speaking they are like
warnings we don't have to hear a voice.
Thank you for sharing this was a wonderful piece
blessings. Benita
This poem of your just pulled me in and makes me curious. It literally has me on the end of my chair wanting to know more and who she was and the entire story. You are a talented writer, darling.
wow. this is one of those where I would love to know the story behind the story. It appears you dont frequent the cafe much anymore which is unfortunate for me as I now miss the opportunity to get to know you and your writing. peace.
A intriguing write, setting one's imagination alight. Anything could have happened and it leaves us up in air pondering just what? Thank you for submitting this to the Gothic contest!
I find this piece rather frank. It is so straightforward and sounds a lot like the beginning of a novel. I imagine you were trying to build suspense and you have done well. I found that there could have been more imagery towards the beginning to show the setting more. All I know is darkness and light from reading this. Where did the screaming sound come from?
I really love the fifth stanza. It is symbolic as I read that one plunges into darkness and you cower in light. The last three stanzas are actually deep and powerful, which justify the title and creates a mystery.