Very good suspense poem. It's nice to see something different on here.
I wake in a sweat. I sit straight up tasting the salt the sweat dripping down my back. It happened like it always does I walked down the same street saying good bye to david as im rounding the corner to my house, The dark man is waiting. I stop in my tracks and try to scream but only a mere whimper escapes my lips. the dark man touches me with fingers made if ice. He pulls me roughly to him his breathe hot and sticky on my ear. "im here to collect" he whispers softly Every night its all the same he takes my soul,courage and strength. He hold me tightly and kisses my mouth takes my breathe along with my soul I collapse to the wet pavement The man is grinning and thats when i wake up Every night the dark man takes He takes my body along with my soul Will i ever be rid of this nightmare? I may never know. |
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