The Monster Is Loose
The monster is looseIts eyes look at me
Glowing red
Staring at me
Looking through me
deep into my soul
It sees what others do not
A darkness
Endless black
Light never enters
Happiness is chased
Shunned and harassed
Before it has a chance to grow
Pleasure is unknown
Thought of only as legend
Once alive
It rotted and festered
Uncared for
Left to fend for itself
It could not fight the darkness
It could not find the monster
The monster is loose
It brings nothing but pain
Nothing but fear
Nothing but doom
And finally death to all it sees
The monster is loose
Its glowing red eyes look at me
And I am no more.
Poetry by Rob Taylor
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Written on 2007-11-06 at 05:34
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