Realms Of Darkness

Within the realms of darkness,
our nightmares stalk us
to haunt our mortal fears
in the hours we are awake.
They prey upon our fears
from the shadows of our mind.
Hiding in alleyways
that we leave behind
their footsteps can be heard
following close behind
as we traverse a new day.
Keeping us looking over our shoulder
ever watchful for what’s behind.
Even in the safety of love’s heart,
we look uneasily around
for within the realms of darkness
our nightmares compound
to haunt us there
as they spy on us
from the shadows everywhere.

14 November 2009

poem by David Harris
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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