Hear The WhispersA Poem by Tina KlineA collaboration with Sean M. Addams
Deep within the dark shadowy forest Hear the whispers Voices calling my name Hear the whispers I shiver with an aching pain An icy breeze brushes over me Feeling like fingers of the dead Touching me I want to scream Hear the whispers Something’s pulling me forward I’m helpless to resist I find myself entering this dark haunted place Hear the whispers They sound so frightening, so horrid Haunting eyes staring into my crying soul Even the trees reach out and seem alive Claw like branches almost pierce my rapidly beating heart A wind howls and speaks to me sending chilling bumps up my spine The forest becomes alive and I’m its prey running for my life Death is in the breeze wrapping it’s shadowy hands around my neck My body bleeds and droplets of red begin to paint the ground Evil seems all around making me feel like Mother Nature has lost her mind Even my feet begin to ache as the leafy ground tries to swallow me whole The dark shadowy forest must be possessed slashing away at my skin Even once upon a time when God’s peaceful creations roamed Earth the devil laughed Adding his forceful demons lurking behind the apple trees The curse of Eve still bleeds after centuries upon this land Deep within the dark shadowy forest Is someplace I should have never have roamed The nightmarish horror here is killing me I flee, fighting the grasping sucking openings in the ground These gaping mouths so desperate to consume me Instead of my body let them suck inside leaf debris and soil I pray for God to rescue me from the Devil I bleed as Satan laughs, calling me Eve Hear the whispers Deep within the dark shadowy forest No! No! I am not Eve! No! I say No! I don’t want to hear these sounds of evil These awful hideous seductive whispers of terror They call to me, wrapping about me Trying to stop my escape Hear the whispers I keep running as I feel my heart and soul burning in agony I must escape I hear Satan calling me, calling me Eve Calling me to come to him A horrible screaming laugh Comes rushing up behind me As I continue trying to find my way back to freedom I hurt so badly I can hardly breathe At last I stumble from the forest Am I free? Am I really free? I hear the howling of defeat Radiating out of the shadowy dark forest I am alive! I can breathe! I still own my heart and soul Crying in relief I walk away from this horror Weak and shaky from my awful experience Hear the whispers Not any more I fought the ultimate darkness and I won Hear the whispers Deep within the dark shadowy forest Only in my nightmarish dreams They seem so real I too often wake up right in the middle of a scream
© 2011 Tina KlineAuthor's Note
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