Your pit

Your pit

A Poem by Midnight_Mask
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What if werewolves exists?

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In these difficult times

When the air is thin and turns truth into lies

Even thoughts of werewolves existed

In this dreadful life

 

Moments of the moment before

The memory of me attacking your door

Scared and afraid of what I might do

You turn away from the sight that soon blooms

 

Out in this horrid place

No windows, no doors, not even the floor

Just a tunnel of laws

And four darken walls

 

Scarred in marks as if cut with knifes

Words engraved so deep that they hardly make sense

Thoughts of what might happen next

Strangles me up and I can’t replace

 

That deep dark secret that’s swallowing me whole

Stabbing a stack through my heart until I explode

But I'm not a vampire; I'm not even a beast

Just alone and afraid about the king’s crusade

 

Because a warrant is caring my name

A picture, the face of an angry man

Amazing how that man can be me

Now I'm scared, shaking in my boots

 

Why didn’t I take their advice?

Hang myself before the last night

Like the last night before with me knocking at your door

Freights kicking in again, the moon still looming

 

But I haven’t stop coughing up blood in the sink

Shaking, quaking and faint in sync

Devils laugh as I'm finally down

But not down in the ground waiting to be found

 

Soon I'll wake at a new scene

Realising this is bad I jump up in hurry

Tossing and turning to find an empty room

Bed in the middle, the one I was lying on

 

One mirror installed in the wall was peculiar too

Four new walls painted in a blinding white

Hugh booming bright lights

Over head, as if this was a laboratory

 

Everything, the thinking supplies

I soon realise that

Maybe this reflection wasn’t real

Beyond the mirror something laid

 

Staring deeply at my own face

Seeing movement as my eyes began to play

Tricks that turn into pain

I toss and turn not ready to complain

 

How could I know that everything could be real?

Exist like humans did

First my eyes went blur

But then my arms grew fur

 

Twisting with fear until there emerged a tail

A thick coat covering dark brown and black

Shifting of comfit lacked

Until everything calmed into a stand still

 

Silence built in the room

Standing taller than I was before

Hands turned into claws

My feet replaced with massive paws

 

How could this be my fault?

Was I the cause of the king’s crusade?

Forced to runaway

Safe until day break came

Safe until those scary men evade

Those men was safe until men became - something more than just manmade

© 2012 Midnight_Mask


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LOOOOOOONNNNNNNNNNNNNNNNGGGGGGGGGGG but great!! few spelling mistakes but well done LOL

Posted 13 Years Ago


i agree its amazing the imagery is spot on lol great job

Posted 14 Years Ago


This is awesome, I love the way you've written it and the way you've captured the emotions.

Posted 14 Years Ago


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Added on February 3, 2010
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Midnight_Mask
Midnight_Mask

London, United Kingdom



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Hi, I am Midnight_Mask and write because that's how I express my feels and how I see life. I've wrote everything from songs, to poems, to short stories, to chapters. One of my goals is to finish a b.. more..

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