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Nov 2012
I know this place.
This dark, horrid place.
This place is nothing but a nightmare.
A nightmare that eats me away.

I go round and round trying to get away.
Each time it's different.
Each time I feel different.
I know how to leave, but I feel at home.

I know it isn't right calling it home,
But where else do I have to go?
Who else can I turn to?
Who can I turn to besides the Dark?

No one cares enough to stay as much.
No one knows me better than it.
Maybe I do belong here.
In this scary nightmarish place.

It can't be true though.
I know someone will get me out.
Someone will keep me from walking right back in.
They will be my hero.

They will never be forgotten.
I will cherish that person forever and ever.
I need a savior to rescue to me.
I can feel them getting closer to me now...
Dennis Meeker
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Dennis Meeker  24/M/Ohio, US
(24/M/Ohio, US)   
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