The Unseen
A Poem of Eternal Darkness, Lost Souls, and Unending Agony
In a house that is still dark and needs silence at every turn,
A horrible, dark, and sad story about missing parts and bad luck.
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Without any way to hold themselves up or stand,
There was an airy scream, a ghostly palm, a dead gaze, and eyes that didn't show any emotion.
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People whisper stories about the dead, cut limbs, and twisted bodies in places where light can't get to, in the middle of terrible night and terrible day.
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Since they don't have legs, they drag and crawl all the way along dark tunnels, scratching the air with their missing fingers as they try to reach an impossible goal.
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Sounds of wind and floors creaking.
A roar of sound, a chill running down my spine,
Just never-ending pain and suffering; no traces to follow or ways out to use.
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In the dim light of the moon, they look harsh and cold as they walk along the dark, curtained corridors.
Their silence fills my heart like a night that never ends.
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Oh, you damned, truly hurt, and always taken, the cruel hand of fate and the cruel play of darkness can't give you rest or peace in your never-ending pain.
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Listen to this story. Be afraid of the night because there is a scary sign of the lost and broken person who walks around randomly until dawn breaks in the never-ending night.
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Comments (6)
You really have talent in writing. Im impressed
You painted a creepy environment, fear and agony in your poem. What a talent, I'm learning from your style of writing.
Your writing is flawless
Nice read. Looking forward for more
Very well written
Thanks for sharing. I enjoyed reading it