Dark-Hearted

• Crystal Kirk, Grade 7
• Poetry
• 2010

Creeping, crawling shadows
Giving you a fright
In once a sprawling meadow
Live the creatures of the night
They'll disappear at morning's light
But now it is dark
And things are coming that will bite
They will howl and they will bark
I belong with them, they'll leave a mark
In my mind and on my skin
Let them in, let them in!
Don't try to run, you'll be outsmarted
Feel their venom, now you're dark-hearted.