Boy In the Dark

I hear a boy crying in the dark.
Demons around him with teetyh like a shark.

They climb inside in his head and scream in his mind.
They spit in his eyes so the boy is blind.

Then they grab a hold of the boy's soul and rip it apart
and open up his chest to eat out his heart.

I tried to tell them "let the boy be",
then i start to see
that the boy is me.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2009

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Brown Avatar
November 24, 2009 at 4:21 AM
Wonderful poetry you present to us today Felipe. I hope your week finds you with an overflow of inspiration which you may use to inspire others. Love and blessings to you, Carol
H. Avatar
November 23, 2009 at 2:55 PM
Amazing sad and gripping write you have penned. Let writing be your outlet and the depression shall seep away. Never give up my friend. ~Jen~
Dominick Avatar
November 23, 2009 at 7:43 AM
Depression can be frightening, but it ebbs and flows; and one day Felipe, it will leave you be ---Good poem. Best, Karen
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November 23, 2009 at 7:10 AM
I agree wholeheartedly with Sara here on your poem, Felipe. Good write, -Robert
Kendrick Avatar
November 23, 2009 at 6:49 AM
Very dramatic and scary write here. Writing helps to dispel those demons. Keep the creative pen flowing. Sara
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