This was my first ever poem that I really felt proud about and had a hard time finding it because I lost the actual paper somehow, but thankfully I had a slightly modified version on my computer. So, here's my greatest work (in my opinion), also I won't be putting the name I gave this poem (you'll have to ask for it) because I want to know what people think I am talking about here. -Kleine Dämon
This is like a nightmare,
But…
Aren't they supposed to be…
Only in my head?
I would call them monsters
Creatures
Abominations…
But that is what they are,
Straight from a dream,
A dream that is full of
Death,
Decay,
And Monsters,
You can't run forever,
And you can never hide
A fight to stay alive,
A struggle to continue,
Killing everything that lives
Even themselves,
Once so free
Now packed into their own cages,
A race against time.
For some this is merely a game
To see who comes out on
Top.
Yet in a world of chaos
There are those that grip tightly
To the single strand of hope left.
In this twisted reality,
There is still a light at the end,
Some just have to work harder to get there.