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Darkness

I awake the the dark, in the distance I hear a dog bark. I reach out and feel only wood, this I know can be no good. I run my hands all around, nothing but wood is to be found. I cannot sit up or move, all around is simply smooth. I strike my lighter to try and see, no one is here only me. In a box under ground, where I fear never to be found. I start to scream and try to fight, only to hear his delight. A camera there has to be, so then I start to cry and plea. The only answer that I get, is his laughter a little bit. I try to struggle and fight, only to know I'll die tonight. I scratch and dig into the wood, it didn't help like I thought it could. My nails are broken and start to bleed, who could do such an evil deed? I pound with my fists, as my eyes start to mist. I feel despair start to grow, as my panic starts to show. I gasp and try to breathe, more oxygen is what I need. Everything starts to go black, my voice starts to crack. I struggle to draw my last breath, he laughs and says that's what I get. As my spirit slips away, with another murder he got away.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2009




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Date: 2/1/2012 6:38:00 AM
I have truly enjoyed reading your poetry you have posted here at PoetrySoup. You are a very special poet and I wish you the best in your life and with your poetry. Two thumbs up to you Illyanna. Love and best wishes always, Carol
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Date: 8/8/2009 7:46:00 PM
Chilling write this one I read James poem about the sisters three and come to see what you had for me ... and here i find a darkness i can relate ... Love Jayne x x
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Date: 7/1/2009 1:26:00 PM
Terrific write, written and portrayed splendidly>>James
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Date: 4/29/2009 10:29:00 AM
This poem is right down my alley. Very chilling and great write
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Date: 4/29/2009 7:28:00 AM
I love it....that's my sister and I am proud of you
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Date: 4/29/2009 5:54:00 AM
There's my creepy writing friend!!! God I love the way you pull the reader into the helpless victim, you are the shiz-nit babe!!!!!!!! Love ya, your BFF for life, Leerie
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