Tofur Damico

In The Dark - Poem by Tofur Damico

As she sits there,
so trusting,
having no clue of what is to become
of her life.
I grab something heavy,
or something that has great force.
She turns and sees a great flash.
A scream comes out of her mouth,
that shreiks
like someone's fingernails across a blackboard and leaving an imprint.

I hear her scream,
it kills me inside.

Blood is gushing out,
splattering the walls,
giving them a new coat of paint.
I can't stop it from flowing.

My mind is racing
but I can't hear my thoughts
because of her screaming!
She gets louder and longer.

Oh, God, I just want it to stop!

Please, God, make it stop!

Someone, anyone, come and make it stop!
There is one more loud, long shreik,
and it's over.

My breathing is hard,
too hard to handle.

I stop and look at the room.
The walls.
The floor.
The body.

It's dark and hard to see,
but I make some things out.

I stop and take a good look at what's left
of the face on the body,
and I realize what I've just done.
Tears well up in my eyes.
How could I have done this?
How could I have let myself do this?
How did I get to the point that I've become a monster? I sat there, in the corner,
tears streaming down my face, staring at what's left of her.

I wish that this is all a dream,
that maybe I'll wake up.
I try.
I don't succeed.
I pinched myself so hard that I began to bleed.

So I sit there and wait
for someone to come
and see everything that I've done.

I wait.
In the dark.

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  • (8/7/2006 9:19:00 PM)

    So I sit there and wait
    for someone to come
    and see everything that I've done.

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Poem Submitted: Thursday, July 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, August 18, 2010

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