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.
