Darkness Rises

[haggardlilelf]

My mouth is open,
I cannot close it.
My eyes are shut,
I cannot open them.
My hands are clenched into fists,
I cannot loosen my hold.
I hear the primitive cry of a hundred years of pain before my own.
I cannot drown it out.

Everyone is looking in my direction,
But not at me.
Time stands still
I am trapped in my own memories.
Trapped in this cold dark corner.
The hands of the clock are unmoving.
Silence...

What is that sound?
Drawing steadily nearer?
Such a simple sound
No melody, no tune.
Not really a sound,
But a noise.
But no noise has ever chilled me so.
No noise has ever made me want to run.
No noise has ever made me want to crawl under my bed and stay there until it all goes away.
Until it is safe.

God that sound!
Make it end!
Memories will not go away.
The more I try to banish them,
The faster they come.
Until they are running over me.
Suffocating me.
What is that sound?
Time comes back in a rush.
And I hear my own screams.

[Seth]

The scream uilding within, the one never heard until it's boiling point, is always the most terrifying.
Lovely written, brought me some interesting thoughts.

[rinna(on leave...for eternity)]

i agree with Seth here...looking forward to many more from you.

[Mikepoet]

That is cool and reminds me of thoughts I would have had in school or a poem I would have written waitinfg to see the principal before I was put into the nest..lol..
Again well written and well read.