Coen Carter

Rookie - -10 Points (12 July 1982 / Australia)

Under The Light - Poem by Coen Carter

Quiet whispers enter the hall
Silently laughing as you fall
They don’t say a thing not one little word
Silently waiting because they know they are heard
You pick yourself up feeling no pain
Only to find it’s the start of the game
You’re all alone there is no one in sight
Your heart starts pounding as they flicker the lights
The room grows dark what’s your surprise
All they can see is the whites of your eyes
You sit and stare hoping your dreaming
Lights flick back on you run and start screaming
A croaky voice then whispers.
I want to play a little game
It’s the game of go insane
If you choose not to play
You will never see the light of day
Hopelessly anticipating the birth of your death
Wondering when it’s going to be your last breath
You’re sweaty but cold tossing and turning
A flame inside you just wont stop burning
You jump out of bed it was only a dream
At the top of your lungs comes the loudest scream
You look to your left and look to your right
There is something written under the light…
I want to play a little game
It’s the game of go insane
If you choose not to play
You will never see the light of day.


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Poem Submitted: Monday, December 19, 2011

Poem Edited: Tuesday, December 20, 2011


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