The Awaiting Horror

Reads: 223  | Likes: 0  | Shelves: 0  | Comments: 23

More Details
Status: Finished  |  Genre: True Confessions  |  House: Booksie Classic
A horror is on its way, tyrannizing me every time I think of it.

Submitted: December 07, 2011

A A A | A A A

Submitted: December 07, 2011

A A A

A A A


\"\"

 

I hear the werewolf cry and wail

As I look at the full moon

I know, the time is coming soon

And I’m just a bit too ready

 

My hair is fluttering back and forth

As I wonder what am I waiting for

A sound, a cry or something unheard

Waiting for me to unleash

 

The shadows around me darken

And the sound of approaching horror

Takes over my body

And a chill creeps through my neck

 

For, O God, I know

That something terrible is on its way

But what could I do but wait?

Since I have nothing to say

 

To wait is like piercing knives

Through my heart everytime

A sound comes or some wind chime

Strangles me with a rhyme

 

I hope it will come soon

The slaughter should not be awaited

And as I still remain restless

I realize it’s becoming day

 

The night will come again

To horrify me through itself

I will again be torn apart

Between the graves of the unrest

 


© Copyright 2017 writing geniuses. All rights reserved.

Add Your Comments:

Comments

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Unknown

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar
avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

avatar

Author
Reply

More True Confessions Poems