The Creature of the Darkness

Submitted by Jonathan C on Sat, 01/02/2016 - 05:01

In the darkness there is a creature that hides behind every shadow.
In the hall where there should be company and fellowship, a single man sits alone.
And the silence weighs down on him with ever increasing tension.
The creature slowly comes out of the shadow, bringing with it a dread that cannot be escaped.
You sit and wait for it to come, as it has come before.
You think you can fight it off, but its strength is too much for any man.
And with a sudden horror you realize it is your old foe, whose presence fills you with hopelessness.
In a desperate effort to fight it off you build your fires ever higher and light more lights than before.
But every light serves to show the emptiness of the hall, and despair comes ever closer.
But then, a sound that can make you heart jump: A door is opening somewhere. Someone else is coming.
The creature flees at their approach.
Suddenly the night is wonderful, for you have someone else to share the darkness with you.
And through the long hours of the night, the creature will hide away in its shadows, until the dawn comes and banishes it, for you have someone to share the dawn with.

Author's age when written

This is a bit I wrote in late spring of last year when I couldn't sleep. Tell me I'm not the only one who receives inspiration in the middle of the night.


Pretty cool! I like it. And oh yeah, several of my poems/stories/essays were written in the wee sma'. :)
And welcome to ApricotPie!! I look forward to seeing more of your posts.

I don’t thrive off of chaos: chaos thrives off of me.

I really like the way you wrote this; it's intriguing. And I, too, have penned a few random pieces at midnight. It can be a great way to cure insomnia. : P

I don't write at midnight anymore but I used to jot things down after I'd gone to bed. I still understand the darkness of insomnia, though. It's terrible.

This was really cool to read! That's how I feel when I'm the last one up and I have to go upstairs by myself. Everything's an enemy until someone turns a light on. Really good job!

When I worship, I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.

Thank you all for the warm welcome. I probably won't post much poetry, but I had this on hand. I'm glad you all like it.

So, would it be: "You know whom"?

To me, this is really about man's need for fellowship. This creature comes out when we are alone, and it is too great for any one man to conquer it. It dies away as soon as we seek friendship and support from others. I like it!

"Human life is nothing more than an entertainment staged by folly."-Erasmus