POLTERGEIST
Silence.
Darkness creeps in,
devouring every piece of me.
Inch by inch, I was
losing hope.
I feel numb, can't move,
paralyzed.
Yellow bright eyes,
yes, I was blinded by those eyes.
Slowly, smoothly
I can feel the pain,
oh the sweet pain that
claims victory.
Blood, dripping all over,
long, sharp claws went softly
all over me.
Then, I was gone,
all those yellow bright eyes were gone.
What was left was a corpse,
a ruined body,
ready to be taken away.
10:48 PM