Dark.
No one.
Nothing
Emptiness.
Then,
Shadows dancing among shadows,
Like pictures on a wall.
No light but less dark.
Oh! How can it be?
The shadows, they dance and now run towards me.
“Help! Please help! ” but no one to hear.
Run! Oh run! Run away in fear.
I’ll run and I’ll hide alone in this dark,
Praying and hoping for a sound or a spark:
A tiny light to see,
A voice to accompany me,
But no.
So I sit… or do I?
It’s too dark to know,
Too quiet to hear,
I’m too numb to feel.
There’s no one.
Nothing
Empty.
Dark.
Amanda Ford
http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/once-upon-a-nightmare-formerly-where/
