Trapped
Another Dark Poem For Your Delectation
More dark poetry for Dharrsheenaand her True Crime, Horror Story & Dark Poetry Facebook group.
This is no way reflects on how I feel
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I Fell Into This Place
One Way In, No Way Out
I Am Here, Filled With Doubt
Spiders Crawl On My Face
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There Is No Light In Here
Forever Trapped Alone
To Starve Here, Turn To Bone
In Darkness Filled With Fear
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I’m In An Oubliette
I’m The One All Forget
Creatures of The Dark Night
Are Closing In, Throat Is Tight
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And Then Comes The First Bite
Soon My Bones Will Be White
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Creepy cool
This poem does an excellent job of giving the reader the sense of being trapped. The image and song work perfectly, too.
Wow , definitely a Halloween poem. Very dark creepy cruelly
Thank you so much for the poem and the shoutout! 💖 That truly means a lot! I absolutely loved your poem! You really have a knack for dark poetry! 'And then comes the first bite, soon my bones will be white', whoaaaa, you did it again with your last line. I'm obsessed with it! And I loved the song at the beginning too, it's still playing in my head! Thank you again for this poetry dedication! 🥰
very good, "soon my bones will be white", does that mean without skin?
You’re becoming an old hand at all things dark Mike.
This is super creepy. I can almost hear Vincent Price's voice as I'm reading. Great job!
Ooh that's nice. Well done with the darkness