Black Breath

Sheila M on May 12, 2009

Just a nightmare I had a while back.

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In evenings pass
a breath awakes.
Taken by the darkness,
overcome,
suffocation , breathless.

Sulpher smells.
Death hands permeate
blackness.
Stricken by the madness;
shallow breath.

Nowhere to run.
Take cover under
uncertainty.
Evil licks upon
softest flesh.

Mouths that speak of rage
and sour emotion.
Invading sanctuary
upon wicked stare
consuming.

Close.
Nearness still.
Softest air that passes
over veins
with quickness strikes.

Awakend in delusion
to familiar smells
of foul flesh.
Turning
over pits of stomach.

Cannot run on skinned
feet,
nor take a breath that
he has taken.
Hands without fingers.

The door never opens.
Chained
to stained sheets.
Forced to
watch.

In silent death
awaits
the second coming.
Allowing that which
has been taken
to be given again.

Alone,
a heart beats.
Wishing on an end.
Fighting the demons.
Waiting on the light.

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Comments (12)

skylite on May 12, 2009
Nightmares are worse when you remember them!
Paul Roberts on May 12, 2009
I liked it, in a different kind of way I think. You put soem work into this, truely can feel the nightmare. Friend, fan, smile
Kheng on May 12, 2009
Gee, I wouldn’t want to be in a nightmare like this!

I always woke up with my heart pounding when I had a nightmare, which thankfully, is not often.

Take care,
Kheng
ShelliLynn on May 12, 2009
Scary!! Nightmares are never fun. =/ But I like this.
Poetic Enigma on May 13, 2009
Scary and intense,
but nightmares can make
for great writes,
like this poem
Christine Ramsay on May 13, 2009
That sounds terrifying. Wonderful imagery.

Christine
JillianB on May 13, 2009
Your imagination obviously knows no bounds, very good writing and the inensity of your dream is declared througholy throughout the poem!
STEVE666 on May 13, 2009
Steven King don’t write poetry, but if he did….
You’ve a very dark imagination, Sheila. Scary stuff.
Kate Smedley on May 13, 2009
Beautiful imagery and very dark poem, love your work as always, this is no exception …. ’sulphur smells, death hands permeate blackness’, love that!
Mike on May 13, 2009
Atmospheric and scary.
distorted dork on May 14, 2009
man o man how i lately can relate to this one. good writing.
Lostash on Jun 14, 2009
Love the dark element to this…..a nightmare worth remembering!

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