You, Your Husband, and The Widow (Horror)

Walking down the hallway

The hallway of your home

The home in which you used to play

But now you're all alone

Denying your fear

Of the creaky old stair

There is never a tear

Just intruding of the lair

Yes, your home has been changed

This is no longer your home

It belongs to the deranged

Creature who merely roams

She roams the bowels of your house

Creeping under the bed

She's no longer a spouse

Her husband is dead

She's to get back at life

And death, who took him from her

She'll grab her rusty knife

Get back at the murderer

And you will do anything to get revenge

Because being widowed has turned you dead

Author's Note

I know, it's not too good. I'm not the best with poetry, but I tried. Feel free to give me any advice that you have :)

Reviews

[Lily Mae]

This is dark and wickedly good.. I think you expressed that thought and emotion very well.. :) xo

[C.A. Lucas]

Thank you! That was as good a review as anything I could have hoped for :) I'm glad you took pleasure in reading it