The Darkest Place
I wake in the night
from a tortured dream -
Within my house,
bloodcurdling scream.
Movement echoes
across hardwood floor -
Luminescence shines
beneath the door.
Whispers resound
within my head -
Flaming eyes peer
around the bed.
Have they finally come
To set me free -
To show the secrets
I long to see.
A life of shadow,
The dance of stars,
Darkness of the Moon,
The macabre bizarre.
Ice cold hands
caress my face -
Show me mysteries -
The darkest place.
One day, my sweet,
We'll come for you -
Beyond butterflies and rainbows -
You haven't a clue.
© Amanda Lancaster, 2006
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