On Your Knees...

The night creeps in
on hands and knees
too ashamed to face the day

It gives no clue
of why it cries
if it knows, it wouldn't say

It brings the nightmares
and with it Darkside
pulled from within your shell

Full of teeth and claws
to rip apart your dreams
and take your soul to Hell

Style/Type: Structured: Western

Review Request Direction: What did you think of my title?
What did you think of the rhythm or pattern or pacing?

Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back

Editing Stage: Editing - draft

Region, Country: New York State - USA, USA

Favorite Poets: Poe, Emily Dickenson, Robert Frost, Shakespeare, and many of the poets here at Neopoet.

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5 years 6 months ago

Glad you liked it, but not that you suffer so. Thanks again, Geezer.
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5 years 6 months ago

is a life's shadow
it keeps coming and does go
you Gee
also know
this poem of yours
overshadows

5 years 6 months ago

and I never know enough to just wake up! I panic and run! Thanks for stopping by lovedly.~ Gee.
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Edna Sweetlove

5 years 6 months ago

More horrors and hideousity! More vampires, ghosts and ghouls! I see I shall have to contribute to this dark genre.