What Hides in the Dark

Who can guess what lurks in the soul and mind?

When all should be quiet

And silence should take over

But it doesn't

When darkness should envelope

and pitch be all to view

But it isn't

When the soul should be still

And the spirit stop moving

But it won't

Just as a house creaks in the night

The robber does his work in the shadows

While the commoners sleep

He carries out his duties

As quietly as a thief in the night

As a moth fluttering in the moonlight

So I do not rest.

I wait and wait

Never ceasing

Never ending

Always worrying

Waiting in the tar for an attack.

Author's Note

An ode to anxiety attacks.

Reviews

[Bushra Naqshbandi]

This is so heart touching. I actually felt the pain. Very well written! :)

and pitch be all to view
I didn't understand about the ''pitch'' here. I've heard about ''pitch darkness'' but I don't think you're talking about that so I wondered.

I wait and wait
Never ceasing
Never ending
Always worrying
Waiting in the tar for an attack.
Beautiful and heart touching lines. :)
Really well written. Keep it up! :)

[Riley Justine]

Pitch is a tar-like substance and also a synonym for darkness, so either way you take it I'm referring to darkness.

[Bushra Naqshbandi]

Okay that's a new interesting term I've discovered here. Thank you so much. :)

[Riley Justine]

No problem! Thank you for reading!

[Ilerah]

Its good, well written and a nice creepy feeling to it. Good poem.

[Riley Justine]

Thanks man!

[Ilerah]

Glad to help!

[Zac]

You have a great poem here.
You also have a grammar mistake. In the phrase " The robber does his work in the shadows" You forgot the "e" in the.

[Riley Justine]

Thanks for pointing that out! I typed them up really fast so it was bound to happen