Malice and the Fatal Frame

This is based on the Fatal Frame series, and I kinda wanted to experiment with a rhyme scheme. Let me know what you think.

The dark, lonely halls stretch ahead,

Creaking under the weight of a frightened youth.

Halls filled with the vengeful spirits of the dead,

Keeping the girl from revealing the truth.

 

Her legs ache from a long night's chase,

Searching for a lover, a sister, or a brother.

Reaching out, seeing her loved one's face,

But only feeling the cold, dead hands of another.

 

She runs and a corner she rounds,

Lungs screaming in pain from the cold, eerie air.

She stands in horror and her heart pounds,

As there stands the woman with the long, black hair.

 

Long, black hair, bloodied kimono, and tattooed skin,

Sacrificed to the Gate for the sake of the village.

Always wandering, never given a coffin,

Forever tainted by Malice's spillage.

 

Blackened lips move without sound,

Once painted crimson-red.

In pale eyes, a glimmer could once be found,

But now are empty, cold, and dead.

 

Her movements are slow and precise,

As she touches the youth's arm.

The past is shown in a vision that is concise,

Showing how she died, and doing no harm.

 

Roped, strangled, and impaled,

Sacrificed every time in vain.

The Closing of the Gate had always failed,

Causing only mourning and pain.

 

She is knocked back as the shutter closes,

And the bright flash of the camera dims.

Her pure soul, the camera exposes,

As the Malice flees her soul and her limbs.

 

The girl knows another will soon appear,

Frightening her and chilling the air.

In this place, everything turns to fear,

And never resting, the one with the long, black hair.

Reviews

[Aiden- Aiko- Kiyomi]

I like it. Very well conveyed. The imagery is sharp and explanatory. Nice work. I wish you luck in the competition.