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Author Name: ModeratorJillian Alexis 1 Comments
Date Added: April 30, 2010 18:04:04 Average Score: (Needs 2)
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 When I say hello to the night,
'tis then that I have the most fear.
I lay awake, consumed with fright,
as I feel the danger draw near.
In the corner glows my small, night-light,
as down both my cheeks flow my tears.
 My face is wet, stained with my tears,
as I lay all alone in the night.
I sense the peril that's lurking near,
though I can not scream through my fright.
I am paralyzed by my deepest fear,
and darkness envelopes the light.
 Shadows I see through the dimmest light,
as I wipe away all my tears.
My eye's adjust to the black of the night,
as they slowly creep and crawl near.
I can not describe the depth of my fright,
there is so much that I  fear.
 I open my eyes to face the fear,
of what I will see in the light.
I try my best to fight back the tears,
that come in the dark of my night.
I feel it breathing, ever so near,
reinforcing my terror and fright.
 Consuming my utter shameless fright,
I wonder if it senses my fear.
Can it also see me in the night,
this thing has brought me to tears.
It unplugs from the wall my source of light,
I can smell it's decay coming near.
 As it's rotting flesh begins to draw near,
it laughs at my terror and fright.
It turns and flees in utter fear,
when it sees the Sun's growing light.
On the floor it left a trail of tears,
as it sought for it's own dark of night.
Of my fear, no one should ever make light.
Less it comes near you, and fills you with fright.
You may cry your own tears, yes you might.

Author's Notes:
My second attempt at a Sestina.  Thank you Travis.
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Comment By: PremiumHOPE on May 2, 2010 01:49:41 AM Report
Many things scare me in the night, I just hate sleeping alone.  I can really relate to this.  Great poem.




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