Paranoia

The lights flicker
As the candle flame
As it grows weaker
And grows more dim
The howls are steadier
The feeling of grim
Drip drop
The sound of blood
I try to hold my breathe
That's too much
The stench
Too much death
Voices wailing
Of pain
And of agony
We're alone
But nothing is sure
As long as they exist
I'll live
Continuing my journey
With blades side by side
They'll tremble before me
Rise blood hunter


Pls. Do Comment after reading.
Pls....
Pretty Pls...
T_T
Copyright © | Year Posted 2013

Poem

Post Comments

Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.

Please Login to post a comment

Dietrich Avatar
June 14, 2013 at 12:05 AM
Pretty morbid!! But deliciously so! that is funny how you say: do comment after reading. It goes along with the paranoid title!!!
Duncan Avatar
May 29, 2013 at 11:42 PM
nicely done, glad you like my Kaleidoscope , you might like my Grim Reaper. I'm going to have to read more from you ;} I've started reading Stephen Kings "under the Dome" now I see they've made a series ;}
Maharaj Avatar
May 22, 2013 at 3:39 AM
Wow :) Awesome descriptions. felt like i was in a horror movie for a moment. :)
Calubiran Avatar
May 22, 2013 at 3:42 AM
Thanks for commenting. Its just an epilogue though. im gonna write something more about it.
Get a Premium Membership
Turn off ads, get more exposure for your poetry, and get more features with a Premium Membership.
Book: Diverse Voices: The Poetry of Human Rights and the Pursuit of Peace