Ancient blood

Shadows appear in the dark

Moving and growing 

They watch you with interest 

Curse of old

Trying to be kept within

A key 

To the locked door

Tonight is the night

the door may be opened

Fear consumes you

You can see them all

The ghostly figures

Staring with hollow eyes

Walking faster through the night 

They follow like your past

They sink claws into tender flesh

Unwilling to let go once prey has been caught

Up ahead something moves

Eyes drawn to

A towering figure

Solid 

Flesh and bone 

Blood flows through his veins

Eyes like blue fire

He is mesmerizing

Yet there is always the fear

That grips and tugs

Making her run

Friend of foe

Answers unclear

Road unseen

Street paved with dangers

Falls

Sharp things stab

Blood of ancient magic is released

Pours swiftly from the body

Growing cold 

vision blurring

All alone again

Blue fire engulfs her vision

Cold skin heats

Warmth surrounds

Too late

Door slammed open

Past unlocked

Visions of what is to come explode in her mind 

As she shakes with the fear 

Arms as solid as her comfort

Bringing warmth

an a emotion long since forgotten

Secure

Reviews

[John Jackson (El Juero)]

Very effective writing, deep, without fluffy words. On a personal note, I related this to my own experience...finding my true self, exploring and expanding from within, becoming a secure and stable human being.
Fine work here. Bravo!

[Brittany]

Haunting and mysterious...yes, I agree. Great, great job. I was 'seeing' this whole story and scene in my mind. Your words were perfect. Awesome job with this.

[Robbie~xoxo~]

Wow!...this is Haunting! I'm have goosebumps reading this. You have vividly depicted an eerie tale. This has a mysterious vibe...a Wicked write! love it!

[Kimberly "Melody" Carne..]

I enjoyed this, Soooooo is going to turn into a story???? I have read some of your stories and must say. You are a wonderful writer. You can tell in your poetry you want to tell a story.....I love it.:)