Horror on 8th street

by _-Alone-_   Sep 20, 2005


Every night
every day
as i lie awake
there is nothing to say
so i stare into the darkness
until day breaks
for fear when i wake up
for fear when i sleep
i know my theorys are weird
i know the scare kids
i know he is real
inside me i can feel
that one scary touch
like he is really after me
but when i wake up
i see no scars
i see no blood
but i guess thats the reason
i dont wanna dream
is because im scared to die

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  • 20 years ago

    by themeuneverseen

    Very dark and sad poem! Flowed good and was very well written for being 11! Great job!

    Love
    Haily

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