Torn

Silver moon light
come and fill my soul
charge me for battle
to endure the death of night

Morbid creatures lurk
closing my eyes they show me
the darkened wrathful vengence
I must endure

Moving within me
capturing the moon light held
no strength to fight
I am forever transformed
into this hellish darkness

Caged by the battle of defeat
a slave to morbid creatures
I have been torn

Reviews

[EMF]

Wonderful imagry. Dark and brroding. It draws stories from the page and my immagination. wonderful write.

[LinBin]

you have a distinct style all of your own, well done

[SoulCrusader (Yas)]

Fanstastic write...dark imagery done perfectly :)

[Thea]

I see some darkness in this poem...Awesome writing!

[Hotwater]

Deeply dark... who's hiding there. Top draw.
*bird*

[K.C. Zbryk]

I guess the real question is, do the creatures reside in the dark or in the darkness behind your eyes. Either way it was a brilliant write.

[Amila Jay]

Great write:)

[Jeremy Baker]

Beyond the literal meanings (which are wonderfully expressed and crafted) this poem has a comment on our world and its darkness that is also quite compelling. Great write.

[~Sarah~ Idríel T..]

WOW Awesome job! =)

[Lily Mae]

I too feel the battle one feels fighting off depression..and even addiction.. excellent write...x