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Shadowzone
They’d laid dormant for so long
I’d forgotten they were still in there
I‘d sealed it firmly shut and thrown away the key
But they’ve escaped, leaving a bloodied trail of debris
They march towards my sanity
My mind can feel them getting closer
Trampling upon my serenity with torment
I sway and shake as I sense their destructive intent
Silently we face each other within this shadowzone
The outcome of this encounter remains unbeknown
They swarm around my thoughts like wasps
Clouding any judgement and vision
I stand remaining firm but feel very alone
This is one fight I can’t delay or even postpone
Weapons drawn as darkness surrounds
This is to the death, and I tremble
I’ve been here before and wear the scars of defeat
But they’ve repaired, adrenalin pumps with each heartbeat
Silently we stare at each other in this shadowzone
Tonight, either I or them will sit upon my minds throne
Dread and fear can no longer affect my world or life
It’s now or never; I cut and slice with my hunting knife
Back to my shadowlife
In this shadowzone
Draped in shadows, all alone
About This Poem
Review Request Intensity: I want the raw truth, feel free to knock me on my back
Editing Stage: Editing - rough draft
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4 months 2 weeks ago
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Ruby Lord
4 months 2 weeks ago
Hi One, I enjoyed the flow
Hi One, I enjoyed the flow and the feel of your poem. The confrontation is palpable, and the tension builds in every line.
Well done, Ruby xx
One
4 months 2 weeks ago
Ruby
it is very kind of you to spend time reading and commenting; most welcomed.
Thank you
One
Candlewitch
4 months 2 weeks ago
Dearest One,
I needed no reminder, that life out amongst them is a bitter fight to the death, and the pain gets cut off so we can think, no, react with the shadowy reality/ non reality of the games they play... the intensity of those games! these lines hit home like a lightning strike out of a pitch black night(mare):
Silently we stare at each other in this shadowzone
Tonight, either I or them will sit upon my minds throne
Dread and fear can no longer affect my world or life
It’s now or never; I cut and slice with my hunting knife
Back to my shadowlife
In this shadowzone
Draped in shadows, all alone
I love this piece! I walk the razors-edge in my own "shadowzone"
love, Sis
One
4 months 2 weeks ago
Sis
Thanks for the comment. I knew you'd understand this one...the shadowzone is where we reside when writing.
I often have a JD whilst in the shadowzone, shooting the breeze with you, eddy and Killer.
regards
One