A/N: This is a poem I wrote for English. It describes what my ideal room looks like and the common dreams I have. I actually didn't realise that netherworld meant hell until I checked it on the net. So noob right now. The shadows are sharks. I hate sharks.

Another Note: Habitate and color are spelt correctly according to the Australian dictionary (I'm Aussie)


My Room

Walls the colour of a starless night

And a floor the colour of a fresh bruise

The curtains that are set on bright blue fire

Hang from the twisted metal railing

A double bed stands strong in the middle of my room

With a blood red quilt adorned with ivory skulls and lifeless roses

I glide across the feather soft carpet

Into the warmth of the sheets

Slipping into the netherworld, dreams overtake

Voices belonging to faceless entities

Habitate this world

Carrying me to my destination

They let go; I fall far

Through air, then water

And I find ground

Shadows float overhead

Coming closer, moving away

Teeth, pain, blood. Fear

AWAKEN!

My room is dark; I feel around

Arms, legs. Nothing broken, no blood

I am safe again.