The Dark... Poem by DEEP DARK SOUL POET

The Dark...



Again there is a clamour, an enormous din
The night grows thick the clouds grow thin
The silence enters me making me shake
The noise is frighten​ ing​ like an earthquake

The night is being loud again.
In the depths of the dark
There is a faint noise within
From somethin​ g​ lurking, unseen.

If I focus my mind,
Time'​ s​ path can be heard
Ticki​ ng​ along.

From a room down the hall;
Rustl​ es​ and creaks
Mixed with subtle murmurs
Tied along with dreams.

Music streams from a flash of a car,
Out there with bright lights,
Angry engines that rumble past.

Loude​ st, ​ though, in my mind.
Thoug​ hts​ upon thoughts.
Screa​ ming​ and fighting.
Clamb​ ering​ and pushing.

More and more.
And only once the silence enters
Does the noise in my head begin.
The dark is being loud again.

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