The Evil from Under the Door

This poem deals with infection and seclusion. The person in this poem is trapped by his insecurities.

The Evil From Under the Door

 

The evil from under the door sneaks

through the front door of my home.

Invading my space and my good fortune

inflicting me like an injected virus.

 

On purpose it targets me like a shopping store.

The convenience of a happy home is threatened

by an unknown and undetected evil.

 

The breeze covers every crack and hiding place in my home.

It hides in the closet of my bedroom and waits for the right moment to attack.

 

The evil may come in the form of an ant

carrying a deadly disease or the form of

an allergy that slowly defeats me.

 

The evil waits in the form of the night

until I no longer am moving and I am sleep.

It preys on my inner most subconscious thoughts

and secrets and uses them against me.

The evil haunts me and I am a prisoner

of this evil that creeps under the door to my home.

 

Reviews

[brittneymarie]

This was a very creative poem. You don't know what lurks around you until you suddenly get smacked in the face with it a few days later. This poem could be about anything in people's life and thats what I enjoyed about it..:]

[Linda Stinson]

Yikes! How does one escape? Or is it even possible? Bust the barriers, and learn to cope. It would be nice if they made a repellant for that. "Just one spray and it will go away." This is the first I have read of your writings, I think I will read others. okie dokie?