![]() Do You Dare?A Poem by Not here![]() ...a different kind of poem...a different kind of poem....a different kind of poem....a different kind of poem...a different kind of poem....![]()
There's only death here;
there's only pain. Why are you looking among the insane? They are just the shadows, lurking in the shallows; nothing but your friends, wanting to reach new ends. They want to meet you sooner; they want to be your tuner. They just want to lend a helpful hand to send. There's nothing hopeful; there's nothing bright. Why do you look in the dark for light? They just want to follow, flying like a swallow. Reaching for tomorrow, filling you with sorrow. They just want to talk to and eventually walk you up the road of thought where memories are shot. There's only chaos; there's only harm. Why do you cower and look alarmed? Why are you now crying? Surely, you're not dying. Why, then, are you weeping? Pain has begun sleeping; you are free from its grasp. Why, then, do you now gasp? What do you see behind you? What do you see that you knew? These are the people; this is the place. What will you do when they touch your face? Surely, they will not harm you; surely, they would not dare. Surely, they will not scare you; surely, they touch your hair, but never meant to harm you, and never meant to scare. Whenever they touch you, think of it as a dare. Do you dare to follow? Do you dare to meet? Do you dare to follow walking memory street?
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