when things start to rest in silence,
it's a face of him I see in a blurry setting,
with those angelic eyes that stand out his presence,
but his devil's grin will always leave me fretting;
something, for sure, awaits in the dark,
I run as fast as felines in the wild,
and something was aiming at my heart—
it was something that left me beguiled.
he was the beast, tracking down every girl in the town
but I still became another victim of his life,
and he comes at twilight just to hunt me down,
then I wake up terrified;
he was the monster hiding underneath my bed,
and every hope of escape always gets nullified,
and he runs in my mind as I catch my death,
then I wake up terrified.
and one night, he gave me a chance to leave,
I took it and paced away in the dead of the night,
then I realized that he perhaps had something up his sleeve,
until the silence was broken with the scream for my life;
he pinned me down to the cold ground,
and ripped my clothes off my body,
then he devoured me with no sound,
and another night turned so bloody.
— JAYVIE
KAMU SEDANG MEMBACA
that feeling every night (Completed)
Puisi5th Poetry Anthology a compilation of diary entries, but in the most poetic way possible. I'm glad I can share these emotions with you, even if they capture the unhappy moments in my life - that feeling every night. 🩶 Date Published: August 16, 2023
