Greetings from a noob Not attempting to become a poet... I just want to give it a shot and see what everyone thinks of it.


Pictures of the dark ran rapid in my mind
Crying as I waited for God to send me a sign
The floorboards groaned as I rocked back and forth
From a promising young boy to destructive mess I had morphed
Mother was gone and father was nowhere to be found
Nobody was here to give me a crown
The dark pictures made me do dark things
My world was crashing, or so it seemed
I got up and I ran as fast as I could
Continued running until I battled some wood
It knocked me down and stole my lunch money
Blood dripped down my cheeks like warm honey
The dark was swarming me like a monstrous flood
Making me feel as though stuck in mud
Instead of running I accepted my fate
I went from the fish to being the bait
No movement I remained still
All I can do is wait for the kill