Abandoned

Where is the boy?
It growled, looking around.
It pounces around,
almost in excitement
as he can feel the boy getting near.

Don't worry little boy,
I'll take good care of you.
It smiled toward the growing child
merely of five years old.
Yet to know the cruel world.

Aha, there he is,
such handsome boy,
that belong to me.
It giggled evilly.
As it gets closer to the boy
another have claimed the boy.
Which angered it.

The phone echoed the house,
vibrated against the child's bones.
The mother walked over to the phone,
mystified by who could be calling.
"Hello?"
After a little while, her face became red
eyes become puffy as steams of water
crawled down her cheeks.
The father and older brother asked what happened.
"Grandfather, my dad, has passed away."
Everyone in the room burst in tears.
Everyone except this child,
which stared at them, unknowingly why
and the meaning of "passed away"

What is this?
This isn't the child I know
Where's the child I'm supposed to take care of?
It growled, before leaving the child
defenseless and clueless.

Emotion-less, heartless
cold, black shriveled up heart,
this is the child I am supposed to take care of.
it growled gleefully, and twined around the child as the cat would do.
My name is Darkness, child, obey me and we'll fight against the world
together.
Away from love, away from happiness.

Deaths surrounded the child
as he grows into a teen, Darkness
has grew stronger as well,
enough to drove him into cutting.
Teaching the child how to be happy
in a way no one else could.

Author's Note

Random poem, kinda realistic, since I never cried when people died, not even when my Grandfather died when I was five years old, so I thought of this poem and decided, why not! It explains a lot about me, I guess.

Reviews

[Castonovia]

Neat, little poem creeeepy well, the darkness and death part was...very realistic indeed, loved the way it was laid out so that the words manage to jump out at you more, well penned :)