In this cold dark room
I sit here longing for a way out
Slowly, softly I look arounf
Not wanting to disturb
The horrible creature there
Silently I turn to the walls
Of my small cage
It looks into my eyes
This monster of my soul
To face this terror is
Beyond my wildest dreams
Screaming I run wall to
Wall trying simply to
Get away.
I feel a soft hand
On my wrist, turning
Me softly
I wake in the
Arms of my love
My love who so
Softly holds me
Close to him
He held me tight
As I screamed
Tonight I won't have
To face the monster.
But it will be back
To tear the love from
My soul
Dark Revenge Angel Night
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/the-creature-2/
