(in Memory Of The Twilight Series) The Dark, Light, And The Unknown Poem by justin walker

the dark outline of a man standin by the woods.
i kno that shape and then two red balls of light beam
from the head. on the other side of the road a beastly lookin
outline, tall and stocky. an ear piercing sound reverberates
around the walls of silence that were built. but in front of me.
nothing. just a blinding light and thousands of people humming
a melodic tune. the tune so beautiful i wanted to disapparate
into the notes. the figure with the red light beams moved
like lightning to me and was infront of. so fast it took my breath
away. a language i couldnt understand. then with a lil sound of
a light breeze; i spin my eyes in the direction of the tall, beastly
figure but it was replaced with the devils pet. he stalked while
crouched eyeing either me or the figure beside me. as the last
of my life passed me in my own truck a blinding light flashed
revealing the figures to there true features. now they couldnt
hide but i wish they would have. one figure the one on with
the red beams was beautiful. like fallen angel that had just came
from the face of god. the skin white, the eyes black, this body
regular. but the other figure, stocky as he may have been was
the scariest. on all fours eyeing the other with loathesome eyes.
i thought they would have started to fight to the death. but then
i realized something. i knew these figures, the man was my love
and the other was my.......new acquired............enemy.