Rai-key (rai_key) wrote,
Rai-key
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Creatures.

Creatures with fangs and sharp claws,
Pull me underwater without cause.
While I crawl again to frozen shores,
Escape now through the open doors.
To prey upon mortals on desperate nights.
Leaving them scarred under city lights.
Climbing to the highest point,
Running from what disappoints.
Icarus borrows me from the plateau,
Flying towards the sun's glow.
Falling to the earth beneath.
Right into the familiar teeth.

How is this poem?
Tags: creatures, depression, poem, poetry, sadness
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