The Shadow FiendA Poem by Joseph CooperAwakened by a thud above my head I gripped the sheets of my bed But my hands grasped nothing more Than cold damp earth, Above me like a guardian of hell A single knocker in the shape of a heart and a door of solid oak its perch. Surrounding me on all sides The pitch black darkness of an abysmal hell. Surrounded by earth and clay With nothing more than this door Above my head, Fear began to wash over me As deep as the piercing black Surrounding me, piercing me, piercing my mind, piercing my very soul. I wished to shriek but found no energy To make my wailing heard, I wished to know why this demented Fate had been chosen to befall me, And as if an answer to my wonderings I looked above my head, And the heart shaped knocker Lifted and fell, lifted and fell And with each iteration, A noise that of which I had never heard Beset my ears. The noise was that of a million screams A noise of which I do not think I would hear even in my darkest dreams. As the screams grew louder and louder, A cacophony of agony so great overtook My minds dreadful urge to scream. Then as soon as it had begun, it silenced And the door began to open. I had hoped to see light As an ending to this nightmare But all that flowed into the, what my Mind now perceived as my casket, Was more darkness, but this darkness Was stained a darker shade. It not only was the absence of light but the feeling of a cold warmth Accompanied it. There was a feeling that inside this dark Abysmal pit of darkness Stood something. Whether man or beast I do not know, but I could feel it, and I fear it could feel me, not knowing the intention of this new force I decided not to verbally or physically assault it But I hoped that it was friend, but what lives in darkness I fear may be foe. “If there is anyone out there in this sea of darkness, Speak to me.” I waited for a reply to assuage my fears, But from the darkness not a word was spoken I could feel my heart begin to beat faster. “I ask if you are friend or foe please let yourself be known” But again the darkness did not speak back to me And from within the darkness I could feel The presence, take a step Or was it my imagination the darkness playing tricks on my senses. “ I ask again, If you are friend or foe please let yourself be known” My heart began to pound against my chest as if wishing To escape, before whatever horror lies in the pitch black Finds me, now I could sense breathing coming From the dark, the breathing was slow, methodical, As if every breath was accompanied by a step Of this beast or man, my body now began to quiver I felt as if this darkness would now swallow my body As it has already swallowed my mind I cried out once more. “ If you are friend or foe please let yourself be known” From the darkness no reply still, no words, no gestures Just the breathing getting louder and louder And the cold warmth I felt before began To increase in intensity And there before me stood this presence This creature who locked me away And now will do with me what he wishes And from my mouth now the creature so close I could feel its breath on my face I asked “ Please shadow fiend, let me be, let me go” And as if horror could be described in but one word The creature that torments me here in this blank void This monster that makes my mind cry out in agony This monster that has the knocker of lost souls all the monster uttered to me was “No”. © 2014 Joseph CooperReviews
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StatsAuthorJoseph CooperINAboutI am a strange person, both in love with his emotions, and furious at them. I feel that sadness is the well from which all writers draw inspiration, and that trying to draw from any other well just co.. more..Writing
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