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[catid] => 1
[aid] => Mick
[title] => Risen Shadows
[time] => 2003-09-16 00:05:00
[hometext] => This is another poem about a dream i had.
[bodytext] => Walking down a darkened street Streetlights casting lurid yellow pools of light I can see my house at the end of this street And I don’t want to go home tonight As I walk I glance to either side Praying I don’t see what I know I will A shadow under a mailbox starts to move And I hear a shriek somewhere, loud and shrill I turn around from the shadow I tell myself it’s not really there The shadow under the tree starts to stand I close my eyes, they can’t be there. I start to jog a little faster, I feel a presence right behind me I don’t want to go home, but my feet are running, something’s chasing me I tell myself don’t be stupid, you’re just paranoid, shadows aren’t alive But my feet won’t stop running, they just speed up, and I’m still scared for my life I sprint down the street out of the corners of my eyes, I see every shadow rise They glide after me in their smooth quick way, all black except white shining eyes I run faster than I ever have before, praying to make it home Behind me I hear them make demonic little sounds, I was captivated by the way their eyes shone. But I still keep running, until I reach our back glass door Dinner is on the table, my mom has been crying, her eyes look swollen red and sore I walk quickly in try to look as if nothing is wrong, my mother snaps where have you been? I was babysitting I lied, just down the street, but I quickly shut up when my father walked in. My dad has been drinking, he’s drunk as *****, he asks what the ***** is wrong with you? Stay out all night, keeping your mother so worried, what were we supposed to do? Look at your mother, she thought you were lost, she’s been crying her eyes out all night And look at you, I replied in anger, drunk as *****, you’re the reason I didn’t want to come home tonight Eat your dinner he told me with a shaking fist, we already ate ours a long time ago. I sat down and ate, until I looked out the door, and saw their white eyes looking at me through window I froze, dropped my fork with a clatter, and stared at them scratching the glass My mom said with a quivering voice, he’s drunk, I would never cry over your worthless a**. I just nodded my head not really hearing her, I saw one thing smile at me My mom couldn’t hear what I could hear, and she couldn’t see what I could see. I jumped out of my chair, ran into my room, my father yelling at me all the way I opened my door and there they were waiting, to devour me, a human entrée I screamed one last scream, heard my parents voice say to shut up, as the shadows let out a shriek They raced to me with their hands outstretched, and I was alone as they devoured me. [comments] => 4 [counter] => 163 [topic] => 13 [informant] => blackfire9786 [notes] => [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 1 [associated] => [topicname] => DarkPoetry )
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