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Jan 24, 2007 20:12

This is my latest poem and yeah not much to comment about.

Lost in the valley of death
Chaos is reality carried on a breath.
Sparks flying overhead
Steel panels glistening with red
Electrical storm on its way
Wolves hunting all night for their prey
Walking alone along the corrupted path
I’m wondering how I could have ended their wrath
Palms sweating, I’m scared.
Animals red eyes watching as closely as they cared
Tears in my eyes, how can I get out of here?
Will someone look for me before next year?
Feet bare and bleeding, there’s glass all around me.
I feel as blind as a bat, if only I could see
Smelling rotten flesh, almost making me choke
Maybe I’m mistaken and this is all a joke
Alas I was correct this is still reality mocking me
Great gashes bleeding down my leg from my knee
Wearing nothing but my underwear, it’s getting colder
There just beyond my line of vision a bruised and battered shoulder
Used as a battering ram when all walls were closing in
As I walk this painful road, I can see where I’ve been
I’m fenced in, no where to escape to, even if I tried
To my dismay the walls are covered in blood someone must have died.
Up ahead I see a jacket, I desperately need it
Remembering my lighter in my bra, all my surroundings are lit.
My screams echo in the silence the jacket has a body attached
A young man lying stone dead his flesh is all scratched
The wolves must have got him I think to myself as I take the jacket
Or maybe something else got him and he just couldn’t hack it
Now I’m really worried, that man was only a couple of years older then I
The air is so cold now if I didn’t have this jacket I’d be frozen, I sigh
I really need to get out of here now I’m almost hyperventilating I’m so scared
Adrenalines pumping through my veins, the wolves are licking their lips as I stared
I’m still walking down this painful road I turn and see my bloody path
I need to clean myself up, bleeding from my knees and feet, I need a bath
Tripping and falling on the glass covered road, I cry out in pain and sadness
I turn to see what I tripped on but see only an eternity of road maybe it’s the madness
I pick myself up and pull out the inch long pieces of glass stuck in my skin
Looking ahead of me I see nothing but road I’m not sure I’ll make it, I’m too thin
I look to the wolves they’re getting ready to attack; they haven’t closed me in yet
They’re behind and beside me, I start to run but there’s only road ahead of me
I prey to God that I’ll make it through this; I run harder and hope they’ll let me be
I notice a road to the right of me and these bright lights staring out
There’s a car and the driver is telling me to get in quickly, “ok” I shout
There’s a teenage boy sitting behind the wheel, by the looks of it
He introduces himself as “Andre” and tells me that the body I passed was his brother
He warns me that there are things more frightening then wolves on this passage
There’s dirt and leaves in his hair but it must have been blonde once, he asks my age
His eyes are as dark as night, he gives me some clothes and watches me as I dress
He asks if I’m alright I answer in a scared little whisper but all I can say is “yes”
Now that I look closer he looks around my age but he looks as if he hasn’t slept
He tells me his story, it’s so sad, we hold each other and all I did was wept
He and his brother were here for three months until it got his brother he was only 20
That was yesterday. He speaks of the creatures that got his brother there were plenty
They have crystal blue eyes with perfect straight teeth. They were teenage girls
He told me that he was lucky he got away; his brother got killed by the curls
The girls had curly blonde hair; they scratched him up with glass and pierced his heart
That night we slept together in the back of the car; we locked the doors
In the morning we found a first aid kit and he cleaned up my sores
It’s not so bad now that I have Andre for company we both want to get out
I smile and hope and wish with him but I can only hide my doubt
The beasts will not kill us but we shy away from the beauty
I can see the end of the road but its still in the horizon I think of freedom whilst on my guard duty
The car has broken down, we’re both in danger we’re almost there but it seems so far away
Andre is focused and will not talk; we’ll get out even if it does sound a little cliché
I know it sounds a little lame but I’ve fallen for him just the way he looks at me
We’re only a few meters off now but I wish he would just see
Just to be with him would be heavenly
But he looks at me and only sees envy
Because I lived and his brother died
I’m not sad because I know I tried
As I step across to the real world I’m not afraid anymore about what people think of me
I don’t care what they see and I don’t care what they believe because I’m alive and can see
I’m not surrounded by hungry wolves in the pitch black
All I can do is smile and be happy that I’m back
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