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Throwing Shade
Passing swiftly, shadows flutter in front
of my face. Renders me open. My pulse
quickens—forces a start. I wait for fear
to die down. The lonesome night compels fright—
when tendrils reach their destination. Screams
rip from my rushing heart—from where I need
you to reside to throw aside the night's
malevolent hold. Nothing makes sense when
the dim light transgresses through the windows
to cast its nascent act on solitude
and inflames sorrow—from whence loneliness
comes. Spawns a desire to accept the dark
as home despite its fake assurances.
© Hesher John
Revised and reposted from Poetizer.
of my face. Renders me open. My pulse
quickens—forces a start. I wait for fear
to die down. The lonesome night compels fright—
when tendrils reach their destination. Screams
rip from my rushing heart—from where I need
you to reside to throw aside the night's
malevolent hold. Nothing makes sense when
the dim light transgresses through the windows
to cast its nascent act on solitude
and inflames sorrow—from whence loneliness
comes. Spawns a desire to accept the dark
as home despite its fake assurances.
© Hesher John
Revised and reposted from Poetizer.
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