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Z the poet Sep 2020
In shadows of the cold dark night
There live a creature created from pure fright
It is he who walks in the night
When I stroll in the day he does not appear
Yet as midnight aproaches my body is filled with fear
I wonder as my walk gathers some speed
where is this evil creature with his unspeakable deed
When I finnaly arive at my front door and ruffle the keys
I hear in the night a sound that turns my blood cold
For I know it is he who walks in the night
Nolan Minnix NEC Sep 2020
What a beautiful Temptation with something left bare
Can’t sleep tho because of nightmares
I use to dream of happiness from Tranquility
But now I hear the sound of what I think is thunder and it’s killing me

I wish I could write the problems out in chalk
And wash them away on a rainy evening walk
I see the face i taste the skin
I still hear the laugh let the games begin

Strike me down with razor like Talons
While the blood leaks from me like a gallon
I wake up feeling so small
Lost and confused when will you make a call

You have scared me since I was a kid
I wish I could put my dreams in a box id close the lid
I know you not real but still it’s so strange
I’ll never forget the man with red eyes and two fangs
This is about a man that I’d have nightmares about a lot as a kid still creeps me out to this day.
Lisa Sep 2020
It was quiet as he went into the night
in a city devoid of all light
His face hidden behind a hat
his identity was a mistery, and yet,
when I walked by him at 1 o clock
he turned his head and I felt a knock

My door began to open and let him in
When he walked through the frame I could feel it begin
My edges frayed
My insides decayed
When he had turned his head
I was already walking among the dead
JW Sep 2020
oh what a fool i was
so scared of who you would be to me
i believed i had seen the dustiest corners of your mind
i was afraid it was all a lie, all a joke  
every door, each window wide open
i was scared you would know me too well,
scared i would love you too much
oh what a fool i was
the only thing i should have truely been afraid of this whole time is being without you
because that is the real scary stuff
Asominate Sep 2020
Immortality is the lack of dying...

Here's a scary thought:
You'll only die when you stop trying
What are you scared of?
r Aug 2020
Caged bird set free
but what is she free from?
Security, protection and a helicopter that span above her head...just to make sure.
She’s free from a myriad of ‘where were you!’s and numerous raised words.
She’s free from a yellow orangey pink sunny kind of life.
Now the bubble’s popped.

She only has the yellow orangey pink of a sunset,
that’s where the problems really start.
Lara Aug 2020
Summer weather are emotions
Emotions that are hard to express

You’re holding back emotions
(The weather is getting hotter)
They are building themselves up in you
(Clouds are getting bigger)

And then
Suddenly
You let go of everything holding you back
The rain is pouring down your face
And the summer thunder and rain is coming down from the sky

It’s scary
It’s a new perspective
It’s a way of life
Ace Black Aug 2020
My fingers grace the keys......
left, right, left.....right....

Which one was it, again?
left, right, left.....right....

I just want to go in
left, right, left.....right....

left, right, left.....right....
the door now ajar, air thin

the door way casts its grim shadow on the floor,

And just like that, one becomes two
my shadow torn
away he goes
to sleep, once more
Left, right; his feet go on
left, right, left.....right....
ok okay Aug 2020
The thoughts
The fears
The runaway tears
Lost in infinity
I try find someone who cares
From chaos
To madness
And back to a deep breath
I wonder
And wander
Through my mental mess
Its scary
But lovely
In the most wonderful way
How we try find another
Who wont go away
Serena Aug 2020
pulls them in like little boys and girls
lost in the woods, in the safe embrace
Of a candy cottage
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