The eye in the window, is so hard to see. But I can see it, when it glares and stares, all day long it keeps watching me. So I guess my sunglasses are not needed today, well now right now anyway. I shall keep my eyes open and my mouth shut. To no one, not a single word shall I say. I see the walls breathing, moving in and out. I think I have sat here way to long today. These pills are wearing out. What is the point to this? What is this all about...?
I start to stand, my body shaking, my mind pacing. The walls are bleeding, my heart racing. What is going on here, what must be done? I make a quick decision, I reach in my back pack, pulling out a loaded gun. If this keeps going on like this, I may never see tomorrow's sun. These things I see, make no sense to me. voices whispering in my ear, pull the trigger, set yourself free...
All night I sit and wait. I can no longer determine, I can no longer debate. I sit down, setting the gun on the floor. I can hear screams of anger and savage rage drifting through the door. After awhile to my shock and horror, I see so much blood spreading across the floor. On the wall there appears a face, tears falling from it's eyes, it prepares it's case. Now hours later, many demons appear. They gather around me, the light fading, the thing I fear...
Demons surrounding me, they stand all around. They smile at me and then the gun on the ground. I close my eyes, and begin to pray. To send down some help, to these demons to slay. I open my eyes to a new days dawn. The eye in the window is some how gone. I thank whom ever, for me not using this gun. I cry, feeling so over whelmed, in what I may have done. No more screaming, no more blood dripping from the door...
I feel so much better now, I pick myself up off the floor. Stepping through the twilight zone, never more. I stare out the window, without much to say. I look around and notice the demons are gone, and the eye in the window, seems to be hiding far away.
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Since I have already commented on this one I will just say thank you for entering the contest. Good luck. This is a really good poem.
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whisper
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Nice!I loved it.So deep!Love you like family!Bye
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from my limited understanding , and believe me its limited, i got faith from this, that its about faith, and the fragilities of believing in something and trusting that divine intervention will save the day, i did get a feeling of claustrophobia reqading this , as if there was a sesnse of desperation , all in all this was very very well written, not too much deatail to lose the reader and not enough so the reader had his work done for him, what i did find odd is knowing your geography was the use of the gun.
loved this very much shadow.
Michael
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Sitting here listening to Fine Again by Seether and this poem just fits in so perfectly. Thank you for entering the contest, good luck.
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whisper
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