
In the furthest reaches of night,
Spindly tree branches rustle softly
From a stale breeze
Twigs snap with a sharp whine,
Noises emerging from every facet
Of this slowly decaying forest
The pitch black is overwhelming,
Like a spectral curtain blocking
Any trace of light
In the crushing humidity
Of a midnight summer,
I begin to hyperventilate
Gasping for gulps of stagnant air,
Sweat clings to my flesh
Like a second skin
Within a broken mind,
The shrill cries of cicadas echo
Against crumbling ivory bone
The cicadas keep crooning,
Even in the desolate spaces
Where only silence exists
Can you hear them?
© 10 March 2020, by Haley Scully
This particular poem was inspired by the anime Higurashi: When They Cry, which is a fantastic horror series. It has a cutesy art style that perfectly contrasts all the horror, and it makes for a very interesting combination. Higurashi also happens to be one of my favorite horror anime. The series has two seasons of 20 or so episodes each, so it would be great to binge right now. In unrelated news, this is one of the longest poems I’ve ever written. 😄
Beautifully written and expressed.
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Aww! Thank you so so much, Lucy! 😊
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Awesomeness!
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Thank you!! I’m so glad you liked it! ✨😄
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You have a pretty captivating imagination.
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Thanks, that’s a huge compliment! I truly appreciate it.
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You’re welcome!
I’ll leave you alone now!
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