The never-ending horror of the Forgotten

by DarkxBlood   Jun 22, 2005


Lost i am
in the darkness of mind
in the Field
of No Returns

running away
away from him
slipping on their blood
those who didnt make it out

up ahead
a solid wall
no way out
i hear Him breathing

in the darkness
He grips my neck
His hands sticky
His breath smells of flesh

i run out of breath
fall to the ground
out His knife comes
and in He digs toward my heart

as soon as my heart
touches His lips
i will transform
into just another Forgotten

my screaming
startles my body
i wake myself up
just another bad dream

looking around me
my body fills with terror
i am once again running
as His fingers wring my neck...

In the darkness of mind
forever i will run
only to wake
and find the torture has once again...
begun

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  • 18 years ago

    by ..::.alreadyGoNe..::.

    ok i will try. this poem is really cool. dark poems are interesting to read because you have to dig deep to find the meaning.