Damein Taylor

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Night - Poem by Damein Taylor

As I lay there In the shadows
I see the creatures circle me
I know they're here for my soul
But I refuse to hand it over
I've done some awful things in my life
I can't afford to pass on
So I try to fight them off with my knife
The blade passes right through them
As they reach out for me
The World goes dark
And I hear sounds of the tortured souls
Begging for mercy from those who bark
My soul leaves my body
In those last moments
I ask for help and my shell falls to the ground
The battle for my soul ends in my defeat.

Comments about Night by Damein Taylor

  • (6/5/2012 11:51:00 PM)

    I'd second what Godfrey said, definitely keep going man. Probably what I enjoyed most is that you didn't feel the need to rhyme every single line; there's a place for that, but it's not a necessity to poetry. (Report) Reply

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  • Godfrey Morris (6/4/2012 1:33:00 PM)

    Very descriptive and imaginative piece. Please continue writting (Report) Reply

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Poem Submitted: Saturday, June 2, 2012

Poem Edited: Saturday, June 2, 2012

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