DarkA Poem by Tierra Starr
Depression seems to
be a war you can’t win. I always know it’s
coming with glowing fangs
ready to sink into my fragile body. But when it arrives,
I’m always unprepared. I’m always taken off
guard. Tonight, won’t be any
different. I am in the dark, that’s what it feels like, cold, lonely, bone
chillingly dark. I am blind, but I can
see. I am alone, by myself
with endless time. No disturbances
around. The house is quiet, quiet enough to hear
it coming. I could feel it
creeping up on me, like a monster. Scraping its claws
against the wall, Dragging its feet
across the floor, Inching it’s way
toward me, Again, it’s quiet. A breath on my neck
sends chills down my spine. My pulse starts to
race, Skin prickling with
fear. I pull my sheets up
over my head. Panic strikes. In my own world of
thoughts, my only company, my demons start to
consume me and in a second I become a slave to
my own worst nightmare. They’ve won, I know this and
there’s no way out. I’m helpless. But suddenly I’m
marching on. Some sort of evil
tells me to carry on. “We are here for you, we’ll do anything for
you,” they whisper. Little do I know it’s
my life I pay. And just as sudden as
my fear strikes, It subsides and I’m
numb. My body relaxes and
it feels like the worst is over, Why was I so scared? Their comforting
words soothe me. Singing me a calming
lullaby. I need to snap out of
it, This is a trick! I was welcomed into
the darkness. It had open arms and
encouraging words, and I listened. I believed what I was
hearing, How stupid could I
be? What a fool I am, I’m trapped. I’m in a prison
inside my head. I’m stuck in this
life sentence. I scream for help, but like I’ve been
punched in the throat, nothing comes out. With an evil smirk
they echo, “You’re ours now.” © 2013 Tierra StarrReviews
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StatsAuthorTierra StarrMTAboutI am a 20 year old just entering college looking for my writing identity. I have a passion that I haven't often shared and i'd love for my voice to finally be heard. more..Writing
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