Nothing at all

I would call this poem confusing, because I don't really know what was going on when I was writing this.

I lack the spark everyone has,

The spark of life,

Ignited.

I dream of dreams,

Wishing,

Wanting,

But it’s not for the taking.

I’m the scream of the screamers,

Dead in the night,

When the real creatures come out to play.

I have the dark glint in my eye,

Instead of the smile.

I lack the spark,

Because I am the spark.

But I am not the spark of life.

I am the spark of death.

I come,

Haunting you in the night.

I will come,

Touching you softly,

Caressing you,

Before your time is up.

And I will take you away,

To the land of dreams,

That everyone dreams of.

The land of dreams,

That I dream of.

I am the spark of death,

The one ignited when you become old and weary.

I am ignited,

When Death knocks your limbs,

And I slowly come to life.

Then you will see the light,

And the hard truth,

That is Death.

You will leave the beautiful lie,

That is Life.

You will be judged.

I am the spark of death,

The one who haunts you in the night.

Lurking,

You know I’m there,

But you don’t know when I will come,

When I shall ignite.

In the sweet end,

I am still the spark of death.

I am the scream of the screamers.

The nightmare of your dreams.

I am,

In a sense,

Nothing.

Nothing at all.

Reviews

[Insanity]

WHY DO YOU ENJOY MAKING ME FEEL DEPRESSED HUH?! Um... well... anyway... This was a truly amazing read Aza. :D It was thought provoking for me. In a sense. I guess.

With this poem, maybe you just want to go over it one more time, as I think maybe some rhythms are a bit awkward. This just needs to be smoothed a little. xP Table reference.

All in all, I think this work of yours was an amazing write, but now the only thing you need to do with it is to smooth the edges that are still a little bit rough.

[EJB]

aaahhhh, i'm scared
just joking, great poem.