Fever

Past

I remember once when I was a child
I was lying in my cradle
My sleepy eyes gazing upon a newfound world
Curiously
Courageously

The world seemed a perfect place
A place of harmony
A place of growth
And so I traveled to see more
To learn

That was the first time that I saw the beast

I stared into its eyes
Into those horrible horrible eyes
I wanted to run
But my feet would not let me
I wanted to scream
But my voice could not let me
The will of the beast ruled all
And finally
It decided to walk away
In silence

It would return to me during the nights
To haunt me in my dreams
Always standing in the distance
Looking at me
As if it wanted to talk
And finally
It did

I saw it more frequently now
It would follow me around
It would whisper words in my ears
I would listen
I would obey
And finally
We became as one
United in our horror

I am old now
And weak
The beast has lost its interest
So have I
So I quietly go to bed
Quietly watching
The beast, standing quietly above me
Until finally
I fall asleep

The beast lies down beside me
To sleep
In silence

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Postat av: Wave

Beautiful, just beautiful. In my humble opinion, probably your best work yet. Within the realms of poetry that is. We shalt never forget the bloated warden. ^^

2010-07-29 @ 13:23:48

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