Lonely and Scary Night

LONELY AND SCARY NIGHT

It is so dark
Dogs nonstop they bark
It is a night so scary
It is causing me to worry
I can't say I am fearless
I am sleepless
I hardly see the moon
I keep on telling myself it will be morning soon
So that I will see the sunlight
Since I can't see the moonlight
In a dark house I'm in
It is so stinking like a bin
No one is around
When I cry for help I sound like a person who's underground
I doubt I will ever be found
When will it be morning
So that it will end this, LONELY AND SCARY NIGHT.

PoeticMonwa
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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September 2, 2017 at 12:12 AM
I personally like poems that rhyme but this poem feels rhyme bound to me, as if you value rhyming more than story telling perhaps. The poem would befit too if you were to share more here of the human side of your anxiety. You focus on things and I would like to know more about the people or situation that has made you feel so lonely. I would ncourage you to not try so hard to write a finished poem in one draft. Sometime I write things in free verse first so that I can focus more on the emotions I am trying to communicate. You might try that sometime and then begin adding rhyme in the 2nd or third revision. Try not to be impatient with poetry, give it a chance to breathe and good things will come!
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September 2, 2017 at 11:44 AM
Your words are encouraging me to grow in Poetry because I am still young indeed. Let me take this opportunity to thank you for the motivating and encouraging words, I will try my best to apply what you want me too. Once again, Thank you.
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