This is one of the first poems I ever wrote so it can be my first post.

The darkness is a lone wolf,
His prey is the daylight,
He is the shadow that creeps up behind it
And tears it limb from limb.
As it lies hurt, he overpowers it
Tears out its throat and the darkness returns.

I wrote that in English in year 8. Needless to say, my teacher thought I had ( Read more... )