Darkness once more

by Mr. Darcy   Feb 22, 2011


Aloft, I look with darting eyes, scared of fate, scared of...them?

A sound?

...Claws frantically scurry over a moonlit cellar floor? A reverberating drip, dripping from over there, in the shadows.

...Movement?

Darkness shifts from coal to granite to... Suddenly, I see a contorted malevolence searching for a purpose? A reason to thrive, to be alive...

Again!

Howling, howling wolf like cries splinter the silence. A revolting stench attacks me, causing my skin to crawl and stomach to lurch?

Immediately, searing fear invades my throat like poisonous larva. Paralysed, I shiver as an icy bead of sweat singes the length of my spineless spine.

Evil twisted faces surround and trap me. They point accusingly as their damning drone consumes me.

Maniacal laughter is injected into chanted words and my throbbing head fills with them, swirling relentlessly, a world sucking the light from my core.

No, no, no...

I try to shake their words away, but they vibrate through my hands, my skull and to my brain. White pain stabs like hot needles invading a lab rat.

Spiteful contempt is spat upon me, I recoil into an embryonic pose and silently weep into a cooling pool of pis*.

Darkness once more.

M. Moran
22.02.11
12.28

*Authors note - this is no reflection on the way I am feeling now. It is fun to explore the dark side,is it not?

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  • 10 years ago

    by Jess

    Loved it :)

  • 12 years ago

    by Brittany C

    Nice format it is different. Good wording. The flow was good from beginning to end. It told an interesting story of sorts.

    I gave it a 5/5

  • 13 years ago

    by gracey grey

    Somehow this poems is so much like those nights when your all alone and you hear sounds, and those weird thoughts run in the mind but too scared to even move...talking to yourself, asking what it is your hearing.

    I found the opening lines very dramatic with a toich of humor.....as if you were narrating a bed time story to a kid (who is totally absored by the tale) with wide eye asking questions. Lol

    P.S no kid would be terrified should lines end with piss....you kno what i mean. I liked it!

  • 13 years ago

    by Katy

    BEAUTIFUL

  • 13 years ago

    by Kiko

    This is vintage Mr Darcy... a bedtime tale... not of faeries, but of demons and other evil beings lurking in the shadows just beneath the bed. Nicely done!

    PS: I hope you've cleaned up all those nasty urine stains. :)

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