Grimm Reality
by Mark Edgemon
He tried to write as the brothers Grimm
A tale most frightening, as ever been told
A story most chilling, with characters most thrilling
Till the reader’s blood ran cold
He tried to capture their mind in his writing
The darkness that inspired their soul
Driven by the devil, with each verse he reveled
As his madness was taking its toll
From his spirit’s mind the stories would pour
Scribbled on the page in fear
Characters emerged, while on the verge
Of madness, with each passing year
He wrote in the darkness, within and without
By the candlelight beside his page
His story lines were gripping, from the pen that was dripping
The ink, that inscribed his rage
The character’s lives filled his room
With each darker night he created
They were more real, than the living until
All other people he hated
He bothered no more with reality
For his life was filled with hell
He received the Grimm mind, only to find
There were demons behind the veil
He bought no food; he paid no bills
As his sanity slowly left him
But his stories would flow, under the candlelight’s glow
Until the light of his soul grew dim
When the candlelight was gone and his room was dark
The light of his spirit went too
But the stories by flame, brought him great fame
Though his identity was known by few
© 2008 Mark Edgemon
Mark Edgemon is a writer in his spare mind and runs a studio production company during the day.
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