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Nightmares (by Amy)
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I lie stretched across my bed, the silvery, tranquil light of the moon upon my breast Naked as the day I was born I sigh A bloody tear drips from my eye anguished screams of tormented souls pierce the silence I have never known so many victims, so many girls with shining eyes and flowing curls trembling, crying beneath his cold hard stare wishing for death a quick slaughter of the innocent...and yet he grins without a care mocking all that's right and fair Those eyes of his are death within themselves blood red and smoldering with evil I scream and cry, trying to mentally stamp out their flame to put out the fire that no one can tame I cry out to God to save me from my own horrid thoughts memories belonging to another push their way into my mind I curse at the insanity that struggles to rule my brain I must remain strong or evil will reign! "Help me Lord!" I cry and fall to my knees "Answer my prayers! Succumb to my pleas!" and then a hissing voice comes out of the darkness, the room grows hotter and flames seem to leap on the shadows of the wall "sell your soul, sell your soul" it whispers to me, mocking me with smoldering eyes Does the Lord not hear my cries? Satan tempts me, drives me insane with mad images of rape and murder and yet.. the Lord does not come and all that I have known, all the madness of my life whirls in a hideous vision in front of my eyes making me see and realize that I cannont be saved when the beast I fight is myself and all my sins one who fights their conscious, never wins.
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