Hunted

by Monsieur Lefevre   Dec 29, 2014


I can feel it.
It's back.
The same affliction that washed over me
In that so very distant past,
Has found me once again.

It hasn't fully taken over,
Believe me when I say it but,
It's near.
It's rough edges are coming to get me,
Thirsting for chaos.

For the first time in months,
Midnight thoughts appeared in midday routine.
My guard was torn down.
A slow, heavy burden grabbed me by my soul.
And started to take me.

I felt it,
I was scared.
"What am I going to do?" I asked myself.
There was no answer in sight,
I was doomed.

Darkness.
It was at every corner of every light that I saw.
It was tough to fight off.
I was almost stolen by this,
Dark, heavy cloud.

The way I saw things
Changed.
Changed to the view of that poor innocent boy
All of those experiences ago.
Who saw twisted images of refuge.

My bed,
The fading light of day became comfort.
Just like it did when in the past
The cloud had full control of me.
I was scared.

So scared
That I couldn't live with myself if I let
This small accumulation of bad thoughts
Take over my well-being.
So, with great force, I put the wall up.

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  • 8 years ago

    by Ben Pickard

    Yes, I can relate to this one as many can, I'm sure. Another skilfully crafted piece.

  • 9 years ago

    by BlueJay

    Hun, so many people understand this really they do - even me. You wrote it very well but you also need to remember that you are never alone. Words will always be there for you. I will always be there for you. Victoria, megan, Jack and allie are always going to be there for you... I say victoria,... but im not so sure anymore.

    As for the piece itself the style is quite different from your usual pieces though I enjoyed it. Your imagery is spot on and your voice is crystal clear. I love love love love love the word choice in this one.

    Great piece.

    • 9 years ago

      by Monsieur Lefevre

      Thank you Hun. It was really difficult writing this because while I was writing the poem, the actual things in the poem started happening again. Nickelback, Linkin Park, and Evanescence helped me through it though.

      And as for Victoria, she is no longer apart of my life anymore. And for that I am glad.

      Thank you for liking my poem and yes I understand that there are people out there to help me :) Especially you.

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