Come for Me
I sit awake this night of day,on a chair sat on the floor.
Lie down and rest, close tight your eyes,
for night has come along with horrors.
The lights are off and here they come,
beside my bed they hold a gun.
Taking aim, I try in vain,
my voice detained by hordes of pain.
I barely breathe and shrink and sink,
unfreeze my blood and let me think.
Behind my neck are hairs erect,
evil and death do they detect.
Sirens are crying these warnings of dying but still,
until killed my body’s denying.
The blood above my tongue is flushed,
my body bound; my hands are cuffed.
My Self in me does not believe,
and tells itself this is a dream.
For if I die in the deeps of sleep,
then I must flee this skin I keep.
The sounds around abound and pound
on walls and doors until I’m found.
Like a bag of winds, with guilt it is filled
and dragged by demons within.
They creep and crept to where I slept;
I weep and wept for this doomed I am kept.
Sensing their presence, enhancing unconscious
this fear feeds me silence and keeps me off balance.
My skin crawls and coils my hair,
scared of what I think is out there.
Below my blanket, and soaked in sweat,
my mind sees more than it can bare.
The bag of my misdeeds still crawls with death
and demons deep down my hall.
Before my door it stops and turns,
and makes my vision a blur.
(They’re going to kill you, know that for sure.)
Awaken to take a breath of air and
to let yourself become aware.
Fearful flesh who’s scared to death,
you twist and kick though no one’s there.
Awaken, shaken, taken to tears by all it is I’ve fought,
making forsaken tears.
A twist and twirl, this death immortal,
has come to me here in this world.
Nowhere safe, he knows my name,
he cares not at all, nor has he shame.
Undoubtably able and willing to kill,
the night of next I’ll see them still.
So again, defending this never-ending rending,
My breath will I hold, until my lips are cold,
and dead in the ground, will I be here waiting
And await the date that death gets its hold.
Poetry by Bonehead83
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Written on 2022-09-25 at 06:31
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