Nothing but Despair

[Icefire]

-This poem is about one of my oldest nightmares that i can remember-


I'm in a house so strange
Like my house but twisted
I walk down a dark hall
Following a pained call
I go out the back door
Footsteps on the cement
I turn and see nothing in sight
Except a pair of boots black as night
They are walking towards me
But the worst part is
They are completely empty

I turn and run
Into a dark forest
With no light , no sun
Just a creepy mist
Then out of the swamp
Rises a huge black fist
It reaches to grab me
I am running again
Will this ever end?
Now there is a road that does not bend
An empty car sets nearby
I get in the car and start to drive

I don't drive far when i feel a huge bump
What's on the road?
Am i driving thru a dump?
Then more follow the first
So i set up to see
And as i look out closely
I take in shapes on the road
Way too big to be any kind of toad
They are human bodies
Dead and rotting
And i am driving over them
Now the world starts to grow dim....


-That's when i wake up-

[emma]

ooooooooooooo awesome i love how you did that.. -thats when i wake up- thing awesome

[Eve]

wow pip........ that sounds like a scary dream!! very twisted!" lol just like you, You wrote this poem amazingly......... ur gifted dont stop