I sit here in my darkness,
listening to the wind outside.
The echoes from screaming kids,
still echoing in my mind...
Halloween is my favorite holiday,
but for reasons few know.
For this is the one day,
that Dark comes out for the show...
Tonight my darker side comes to me,
thus, the costume.
Walking with you and your friends sorrounding me,
made me feel at home...
But as my mind tends to wander,
I had slowed down my pace.
To linger in the shadows,
not seeing your face...
You noticed me missing,
soon coming back for me.
Asking what was wrong,
but not seeing the real me...
I had smiled and made up some lame excuse,
not wanting you to see my pain.
The pain from the mental abuse,
of following your body, not so tame...
We wandered for hours,
seeing door after door.
Scaring countless children,
that we met at each door...
But if only you could've seen,
that tonight I did not enjoy for candy.
But to bask in the shadows,
that few care to enjoy...
The pain I now feel is simple,
painful but sweet.
If you ask me whats wrong?
I would just simply look at my feet...
Halloween can be for candy,
it can also be for friends.
But it will always be, for me,
for my shadow friends...
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u want to be the real you, but u were afraid of what others would think. so just blocking them away will seem that you will blend with the others.