"LOST IN THE HAZE OF DAWN"— a hauntingly beautiful exploration of shattered dreams, silent screams, and the unyielding resilience of the human heart.
Seeking solace from her turbulent past, Clara arrives in the town of Everbrook, a place that feels too perfect to be real. Beneath its charm lies a world of hidden emotions, unspoken tensions, and unraveling truths. As Clara navigates the strange energy of the town and its mysterious inhabitants, she begins to feel the pull of threads that connect her to something deeper, something darker. When her connection to Amelia, a local with a mask of her own, intensifies, Clara must confront the haunting echoes of her past and decide if she can truly belong anywhere... or if Everbrook will unravel her completely.
This poem grapples with the complexities and contradictions of human emotions and relationships. It reflects on the profound and sometimes conflicting feelings that can arise, questioning how quickly emotions can change and the impact they have on our lives. The poem delves into the nature of pain, truth, and self-perception, exploring how these experiences shape our understanding of ourselves and others. It ultimately portrays a journey of introspection and self-awareness, capturing the tension between external perceptions and internal realities.
Life is collectively referred to as a dark fantasy, although many of us attempt incorporating ideas in our head, searching for ways to escape reality. I for one believe anything that can befriend you, can kill.
Every creature has a dark side but mine doesn't have my best interests at heart, I mumble short prayers, locking all the doors and windows shut.
Every step I took upstairs, made the wooden stairs creek, I keep having this feeling am been followed but every time I look back, am left with goosebumps and my head increasing in size.
I swallowed an imaginary saliva down my throat and continue walking up slowly otherwise I will freak out and run upstairs, that will mess up my night.
If you know anything about darkness, you'll know it leaves no room for the weakest heart. This foreign presence happens whenever am home alone, I made a research on the life beyond and discovered that the level of one's fear determines how far we're willing to let the darkness in.
I gently crawl under the duvet and sleep on my right side facing the door, my heartbeat was accelerating, you could hear every beat of it. 2,3,4 minutes later, the gruesome feeling was gone and I accidentally took a nap that lasted for two minutes until my ears picked a creaking footstep 👣 approaching in the direction of my room, dragging a metal object on the wall, I froze on the bed.
I searched for my phone under the duvet and my eyes found it far on the table which was close to the door, this wasn't a normal circumstance so, my mind is blank.
"Do you wanna play", the voice said, sounding distant but very near. That was when I remembered all the short phrases used in horror movies, I stupidly find myself screaming them one by one.
Is anyone out there?
"Who the hell are you?"
Show yourself coward.
"What do you want from me?"
The noise died down and just when I thought it's over, the door to my room was kicked open with full force.
Just a place where I put some of my poetry. My poems are generally about the world we live in and the world we dream about, about the rage and pain and love and hope that makes up the human experience.
Confused for a snake, a baby dragon is pulled from a snare and carefully nursed back to health.
As it regains strength, it gives its savour a Wish; an orb filled with liquid that grants any desire.
But with it being under-developed, every Wish has its own darkness that accompanies it with the worse consequences.
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This story was originally made for a Penana Contest about 3 Wishes that had consequences.