Into the Darkness

I scream
no one hears me
falling.

Flesh has been violated— 
beaten… ripped… bled.

The pain stinks of rotting 
corpses.

Madness laughs
on the other side of the wall.

I’m Frightened,
but I Will rush into the 
Darkness.


Note (1/13/2015): In “Grab Pain Gently by the Horns, Write it, Paint it, Sculpt it, Craft…”, I told everyone that a dear friend of mine is hosting a blog party that celebrates the Shadow of Oz on April 11th 2015. While thinking about the darker bits of The Wizard of Oz, this old (and mildly terrifying) poem came to mind. You see, I’ve always wondered what went through the Witch’s mind the moment right before the house squished her. And in an even darker bit of pondering, what (if anything) occupied her thoughts after the squishing took place…


This is my First All Hallow’s Grim post…
…a flash that comes to mind when I consider the word fear.
What about you, my Wicked Darlings?
What trickles into your brain when you visualize:
fear, desperation, terror…?

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62 comments:

  1. zombiegoddess10/09/2011

    Swallowed whole
    Reaching upward through the dark
    Straining
    Fire in my chest
    Mouth wide
    Lips bleeding from the strain
    Through half-opened eyes I see them
    Looking back
    Mocking me
    Must save myself
    Reach inward
    and
    Pray.

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  2. "Straining
    Fire in my chest
    Mouth wide
    Lips bleeding from the strain
    Through half-opened eyes I see them
    Looking back
    Mocking me"

    Terrifying indeed...

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  3. Georginamorley10/09/2011

    Sorry, I really don't suffer from fear.
     I know I should
    I know it's an instinctive preservation tool,
    but I don't feel fear.
    I am a protector,
    a shield for others.
    If I run or panic at approaching danger, I fail to protect.
    I don't have the luxury of fearing for my own safety,
    thus I will stand til the final blow.
    Protecting, to the grave and beyond.....

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  4. Beat them senseless Gina! 

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  5. SilverFox2210/09/2011

    Oooh goosebumps all over my skin reading this! hehe and glad you liked my blogging for the contest :D I have an idea of something to write but need to fine tune it.

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  6. Craftymoose10/09/2011

    Pulse racing
    sweat dripping
    can't see
    can't breathe
    touching the unknown in the dark
    no way out

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  7. Trapped in a nail salon -
    fit manacled as water boils
    and nothing on those banal TVs
    but the Kardashian wedding.
    This is my hell.

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  8. MagicLoveCrow10/09/2011

    Being alone, stuck in a small space, not being me.

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  9. What spring to mind?

     The feeling of being watched; cornered by something you can't see.  Is it someone? Or something? Who knows? Is it even anything at all? Nobody knows that either, but you feel it... Something lurking far enough away so as not to be easily detected, but close enough that you know it's there, that you know it sees you. Too close for unknown "monsters" to be!

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  10. "touching the unknown in the dark" 
    That made me shiver...

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  11. I would try to bite my tongue and bleed to death lol

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  12. I once wrote a paper about the difference between terror and horror. Terror is physical and fast and it doesn't really scare me much, what you've described makes me tremble--the last bit, the "not being me" part--that is horror. 

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  13. Too far to kill, but closed enough to kill you--not fun,

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  14. Dixienites10/09/2011

    What trickles into your brain when you visualize:fear, desperation, terror…?

    Approaching the curtain, I am struggling to breathe, overcome with a sense of horror and dread.  My feet are leaden, but with every fibre of my being, I will bade them to go on.  I must pull back the curtain and enter that stale, pitiless place... It's the only way to rid myself of the vile, limp creatures draped from my arms.  I must do this alone...

    Trying on Bathing Suits... gets me every time.

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  15. Oh my, I would have never imagine. I guess nothing can be scarier than the things that live in our  own minds...

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  16. Knowing there will always be
    another W Bush coming into power
    another zealot burning mosques
    another child that dies from eating pre-cut strawberries

    Living in America, land of the obsessed puritan and the purely obsessive
    that is what scares the wicked piss out of me

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  17. MagicLoveCrow10/09/2011

    Magaly, very interesting what you wrote to me! What you feel, is exactly what I feel!

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  18. Fear, telling a 9 yr old 
      the Bloody Mary tale.
    "the girl looked into the mirror in the dark room...
    'Bloody Mary, Bloody Mary,
         Bloody Mary' she said.
    A flash of red.
      When she joined her friends her face was covered in scratches and
    blood.

    I can never...ever...ever...look anywhere near the mirror in my dark bathroom...and prefer to not even be in one to this day.

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  19. Monkeycstars10/09/2011

    bloody papercuts in my eye...
    being chased...
    spiders everywhere...
    everyone staring at me like "Rosemary's Baby"...

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  20. I guess Candy Man is out of the question then, huh?

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  21. Geckostone10/10/2011

    Pap smears, mammos, follow ups and anything cancer related, UGH!!!!!

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  22. Oh that terrifying wait... 

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  23. Judy-JudysPhotos@blogspot.com10/10/2011

    I try very hard not to even think about fear, pain, terror, desperation...nope, not going to even bring it to mind...

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  24. Autumn Eyes10/10/2011

    My eyes sown shut


    My chest torn open


    My sternum, my ribs strewn across the floor


    Lying humbly at your feet


    A dinner plate


    To serve my fate


    My soul,


    Perhaps the dessert


    Burning


    Aching


    Bloody


    Waiting…


    Waiting…


    Only to feel


    The whisper of the breeze


    As you step over me


    Leaving this massacre of Self


    In your wake…


     


    -Autumn-

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  25. Autumn Eyes10/10/2011

    Being vulnerable... It's absolutely terrifying.. Especially when it's in front of the wrong person...

    P.S. I have no clue why the above writing ended up being so spaced apart lol...

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  26. You actually made me wince. Heck! I'm still making an oh-my-freaking-dismembered-gods face!

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  27. Vulnerability can be used to hurt deeply--scary indeed.
    And about the spacing, I think the blog god knew it was too much too take right away, and decided to space it out ;-D

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  28. Autumn Eyes10/10/2011

    lol I bow to the profound intelligence of The Blog God...

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  29. I agree with the vulnerable comment. That's the biggest deal for me.

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  30. Hard to fight back when everyone knows what terrifies us... 
    I totally get it.

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  31. Fear, now that one's different for everyone.  For me right now it is all about family, loosing the ones I love.  I choose not to fear the little things like spiders and bats, there are just too many big things to fear.

    Great post, I know as I go on thorugh the day I'll think of more to add, but wasn't that the point, get us thinking about it ;)

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  32. Yep, thinking about fear and can be really frightening, so you are right; I was trying to plant the scary seed.

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  33. A knife slicing into my flesh and organs while I lay fully alert and helpless in bondage

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  34. SunshineShelle10/13/2011

    I was going to write here, then I was again, now I am, but you know how in Harry Potter they call Voldemort "he who must not be named" well that's like in real life, I don't want to say my fears incase that gives them some sort of form... so sssh... let's just say nothing, it's the stuff of bad dreams & we don't want any of that released into the real world ;)

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  35. Such an innovative POV, Magaly. I'm sure we all may empathize with the feelings of fear, pain and imminent destruction.

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    1. ...especially if it reaches us completely unexpected, methinks.

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  36. Even the evil mind has the ability for fear and pain... excellent idea, maybe a POV to expand on at some time.

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    1. I believe I will, Björn. This speaker has always made me a tad curious... (by the way, now every time I type an ellipsis, I think of your poem about your censorship poem).

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  37. The feel of the gothic tale here-- yikes! Thanks, magaly! Woke me up ! K. Manicddaily

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    1. I always wanted to be coffee. ;-D

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  38. sometimes running into darkness is better than eventual nothingness

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  39. ... quaking in my boots ~~ now!

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    1. May the quaking turn into a dance.

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  40. I read this and thought of all the violence this world brings, and it is up to the strong willed to tread into the darkness and carry with them a light to guide those who have been beaten down by this world's grievances. Amazing poem Maggie! :)

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    1. Someone should always take that uncertain step towards the unknown. Let's just hope that the belief of those for whom (and with whom) the step is taken is strong enough to keep the stepper moving true. ;-)

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  41. WOW! This is an intriguing wondering........what jumps out most is "Madness laughs on the other side of the wall." Shivery,

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    1. That line is kind of creepy, isn't it?

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  42. She was probably thinking about having a cocktail and getting a bite. Who ever thinks that a house is going to fall on them. Great write Girly Q....that last stanza has me thinking....

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    1. "Who ever thinks that a house is going to fall on them." Hahaha!

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  43. .....and its not even Halloween

    much love....

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    1. To quote one of the my favorite masters of creepiness, "Everyday is Halloween, isn't it?" ;-D

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  44. I would probably run the other way!

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    1. Careful! You might crash into me. ;-)

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  45. Time traveling by this post is so cool! Blocking your nose and wearing darkness and fear as armour, rushing on in...
    don't know what the witch was thinking when the house came down on her... sorta sad no one seemed to mourn her, bloody hell, pretty tragic they broke out in dance... guess no one cared what she thought!

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    1. Ono must wonder about what fills the heart of a people who cheers the destruction of another... I mean, I understand relief. But mirth is just too much.

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