This is why you don't write poems after a night of no sleep. xD These are so dark, I don't even. Critique is appreciated but not required if you're going to post here. :P Trying a new poem style though, so I'm a bit awkward with it.

 

Darkened grottos haunted

by beasts

Shaded meadows

under trees

Creeping shadows

twisting and

weaving

Mourning gallows

softly weeping

 

Morning star, Morning star,

bless each all

nightly

Shine down on

earth

with light so brightly

 

Cross the road

don't look back

Ravaged men

on the rack

Betrayed, betrayer

make no distinction

Lest life you live

turn to fiction

Waking dreamers and

hidden treasures

Come join me

and have your pleasure

 

It’s dark out

and the stars,

they’re shining,

but I see nothing

I hear

the mourners

weeping

and

wailing

in the night

Banshees

how they scream

how they howl

more beast than anything

I’ve seen