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Now that I'm done with this assignment, I can post these here without it popping up on palgerism detection for my own work

I just thought I'd share some poetry that I did for my creative writing class.


What Waits in the Dark

Ghosts haunt me and hound me

These slow plodding monsters tear through my mind,

devouring and ripping at my being.

Movie monsters made of latex and terror,

foul, reeking ghouls that stare with empty-socketed eyes.



They hunger for my soul,

and stalk me through lonely streets.



Their fetid breath seems ever on my neck.

At night, I hear their gnashing teeth,

feel them threatening to rend my flesh.



They whisper horrible things in my ears

in the still hours of the morning.

“The world would be better off without you.”

“The pain wouldn’t last long.”

They beckon me to join them

in the dark,

in the calm,

in the silence,

in the peace.



Even in the light, they stalk me.

They mock me and remind me

of what I already know,

but do I really know?



I fight them off with vain whistles in the dark,

trying to reassure myself that they are wrong.

I wrap myself in a cocoon of denial and excess,

laughing,

singing,

loving,

dancing

living.



I manage to fight them off,

but I know they will be back.

I fool myself into thinking that they’re gone,

but I know that they wait there in the shadows,

grinning their macabre grin and singing their horrible siren song.

I just pray that each time they emerge

I will be strong enough to beat them back again.