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One
One

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

About the Author

Region, Country: UK, GBR

Favorite Poets: Candlewitch, Eddy Styx, Ziggy

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Comments

Ruby Lord

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

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

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

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