Tuesday, April 13, 2010

my personal choice a poem by my niece miciara

Dark images flood my mind
Terror controls my body
I feel vunerable and hopeless
squinting into the the dark, shadows
appear vengeful and agressive like a
tyrant wreaking havoc on citizens

why is this happening? is this a dream I haveno idea butitws scary
shadows bouncing in front of me and in front of my eyelids
I close my eyes they are there and open them, they remain watching,
standing, waiting as if they own me, those shadows are looking for a way
to get out but can't, look at what you have done to me shadow now
my eyes until another day close and shdows flood my mind, in my dreams whispering
dark secrets and how they have taken me away

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