WhAt WaS tHaT ?
Dark night
full of fright
hold me tight
running home
all alone
door is locked
still in shock
on the spot
blood runs
busted drums
from the screams
by all means
save yourself
but on twelfth
strike of clock
screams of pain
it slowly rains
got one
still need two
twice the fun
get your gun
love of God
JUST RUN
its at the door
hit the floor
please keep still
maybe it will
go away
what was that?
its all too black
on my back
it reappears
now all my fears are here
*bows* thank you, thank you... This is my Hallows Eve poem (until i come up with a better one)
 Glacies Everto · Tue Oct 14, 2008 @ 03:58am · 1 Comments |
