the longest of nights
consumed by the night in the dark of my dreams
awaken by the shadows that dance in my sleep
inside of my eyes a tortured display
devouring my mind the demons at play
a paralyzing tale i near dare not tell
the nightmare they weave in this visual hell
still they go on with this hellish display
consuming my mind the demons at play
the organic dark seems to move and to breathe
alive with a mind it is able to think
it feeds on my fears and devours my dreams
as i lay wide awake unable to sleep
i hear in my ear as the dark steps in close
a sinister stinch invading my nose
i feel on my neck the dark's icy breath
a pull on my heart from the cold hand of death
at the end of my rope it offers a noose
to find the relief, or live if i choose
the horror i face in this nightmarish dread
and the panic i feel invading my chest
alive with a soul the dark comes to me
peeling my eyes so i'm able to see
cluching my lungs so i cannot breathe
and crushing my head so i cannot think
the night is to me the cancer that eats
consuming my soul and devouring me
with no escape the night is still young
not sure if the worse is still yet to come
unble to see the dark has taken my eyes
and unable to think with a blugeoned mind
squashing my lungs i can't catch my breath
i know what i choose if i choose death
completly controled on this longest of nights
not able to see though the blood in my eyes
the world has gone dark, devoid of all light
i am self consumed on this longest of nights
awaken by the shadows that dance in my sleep
inside of my eyes a tortured display
devouring my mind the demons at play
a paralyzing tale i near dare not tell
the nightmare they weave in this visual hell
still they go on with this hellish display
consuming my mind the demons at play
the organic dark seems to move and to breathe
alive with a mind it is able to think
it feeds on my fears and devours my dreams
as i lay wide awake unable to sleep
i hear in my ear as the dark steps in close
a sinister stinch invading my nose
i feel on my neck the dark's icy breath
a pull on my heart from the cold hand of death
at the end of my rope it offers a noose
to find the relief, or live if i choose
the horror i face in this nightmarish dread
and the panic i feel invading my chest
alive with a soul the dark comes to me
peeling my eyes so i'm able to see
cluching my lungs so i cannot breathe
and crushing my head so i cannot think
the night is to me the cancer that eats
consuming my soul and devouring me
with no escape the night is still young
not sure if the worse is still yet to come
unble to see the dark has taken my eyes
and unable to think with a blugeoned mind
squashing my lungs i can't catch my breath
i know what i choose if i choose death
completly controled on this longest of nights
not able to see though the blood in my eyes
the world has gone dark, devoid of all light
i am self consumed on this longest of nights
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