Be the One

Blood screeching though the walls
It slowly pure 
Nightmare comes to life
It haunts your dream
There's none to help
No sleep will comfort you 
The sleek poison traps you
Your mind seems all to lost 
You reach for help
And scream for help
And no one listen to your silence
You try to open out
And silence is dominant
But one sees behind the close face 
And "One" is to help 

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savigirl14

Really good poem. It has emotion but the words almost make the poem have a mysterious sound and feel of the story behind it. Please read my poems and tell me what you think.

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