It Isn't Real (It's New)A Poem by Robert LunaI watch a ton of horror movies so I had an idea so I hope you enjoy
The smell of death lays heavy in the air
still hearing their screams ringing in my ears I now know the devil does exist Seeing it has taken form here now in this place I press my back against the wall just desperate to feel something real Its so dark so cold But I know I am not alone hearing it moving in the darkness I knew we should have not come here damn that dare We are just kids now there all dead now Fighting back my tears Feeling as a thousand eyes stare Shh I hear something breathing rasping gasps of air If I stand still maybe it wont see me Holding my breathe Not even seeing a shadow move Hearing the door close Then silence It must have left Sliding inch by inch across the wall Finding a boarded up window seeing little flecks of moon beams slip through the cracks I cant make to much noise itll hear me Pulling with all my strength Knowing Ive gotta get out of here Im the only one left alive They just wont budge An uneasy feeling sweeps over me Smelling the scent of decay Swarm and fill my lungs I feel its breathe upon my neck Closing my eyes as tight as I can This isnt really This isnt really This isnt really Slowly starting to turn It was just a dare IT WAS JUST A DARE © 2008 Robert LunaAuthor's Note
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Added on February 9, 2008AuthorRobert LunaSomewhere between here and thereAboutMy name is Robert. I write therefore I feel I am. My words come from my heart, soul, and mind. I write what I feel and see, life is my inspiration. Life itself is art in its purest form. There is noth.. more..Writing
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