SCREAM

Show me you're there,

I'm not one that will hide,

Just let me see your face,

Those beautiful eyes,

Sit in your corner.

In that dark room,

Shackled by regret,

The end you wish for soon,

The monster arrives,

Drags you to the door,

Stamps on your face,

Throws you to the floor,

But smile kid!

For what could be wrong?

Is it that you've been fighting,

This monster, for too long?

So at last, the secret,

At least try not to scream

The lights come on, they glisten and gleam

But not is a creature waiting to strike,

But you. The monster, demonic if you like.

Reviews

[Ella]

Um.... holy crap on a cracker much!
Stunning!
Again, (I know, I am repeative) I love this piece, it actually reminds me of my short story- Mirrored.
Anyways, not what I should be talking about xD This poem shows the inner demon all of us have, and I love it. I know people who have been here, and, truthfully it is a terrifying place and this poem describes it perfectly. Only thing I can say (though it is really nitpicky) just put a period after the fourth verse in each... group thingy... >.> And if I wrote this, (which I obviously didnt), I would actually ditch the line "so at last, the secret" and just start off with "Try not to scream"
That's all xD

[Akira Kodama]

I liked this quite a lot. To me, I saw it as a projected image of a "monster" in darkness, but when the light comes on, you realize that you are the one creating this "monster" with your thoughts. In reality, it doesn't exist, only in your mind. Great write.