Monday, April 18, 2016

The Boy With a Wooden Stick

I wait in silence
I wait for the sound
There is no movement
I wait in darkness
I wait in fear
I see a light ahead
There’s nothing around it
I wait for a sign
I wait for what I’m supposed to do
The light moves forward
Leaving me in darkness again
I follow not knowing where it’s taking me
I listen carefully
Is someone there?
I turn around but, nothing
I look forward
There’s no light
I’m surrounded by darkness
I sit on the floor beneath me
A strong wind rushes through me
Taking me to another place
I’m struggling to breathe
I saw the city 100 miles away from where I was
Then the wind stopped
I fall down, down, down
Landing unbalanced on a road
I look up seeing people walking around
I ask where I am but no one can hear me
It’s like I’m in visible
I walked around scared with people walking and running through me
I walked out of the city, sad and confused
I see the light again, I’m right under it
It spoke to me
The last thing he said to me was a name
I am a boy with a wooden stick and snow
What am I supposed to do?
Then the light moved away
For years and years that’s all the light ever told me
What am I supposed to do?

I guess I’ll find out in the future

Your Own Devil


I look inside your house
I turn off your lights
I scratch on your walls
I howl in the nights

I walk down your stairs and your hallways
You run away scared of what is coming
I come closer and closer
I smile hearing your heart beating

I run my nails on your walls
I scream and hear it echo throughout the empty halls
I can see you in my mind of how you’re in a ball covering your ears
I can hear your cries

I walk closer and closer slowly
I come to the closet from where your heart is pounding
I run my nails against it letting you know I’m near
I feel your fear while your thoughts are running

You wonder if you’re going to live
You’re wondering what I will do
You’re wondering what I will look like
You are wondering what to do

With my slimy dark hands I grab the door knob
A big smile from ear to ear is on my face
My eyes as wide as it can get
And deathly is my scared face

My laugh echoes
My sharp teeth grinding together
My mouth drooling
To have you would be my pleasure

The knob screeches
The door now creaks
Your small ball won’t protect you
You face full of fear as I speak

“I see you now,
Hear my voice
As I speak into your precious ears
For they won’t be there by my choice

I have you now in my grasp
I can kill you now in a flash
I will do something to scar your life
I could burn you into ash

But then you won’t live this to haunt you
I could scar your face
I could take your arm
I will offer no grace

I’ll make sure you wish you weren’t alive
I’ll make sure that you won’t sleep at night
I’ll make sure you will suffer
You will live under my light

You will die by your choice
For I will be right beside you
Under your bed
And everywhere through and through

For I am the devil
I will scar your life
You will suffer forever
Until it’s the end of your life

For the rest of your days
I will haunt you
For the rest of your days

You will be your own Devil.”

Tuesday, April 12, 2016

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