The Faceless Man

Beware of where you go, a stalker, a faceless man, watches your every move.

A girl hurries down a dark,

musky,

dank,

empty

alleyway.

Little does she know

the black silhouette stalking her,

watching her every move.

Little does she know ebony eyes,

ebony beaded eyes,

and staring at her through the shadows.

She feels it before she sees it.

A weight on her chest.

She feels as if she is drowning.

She tries to speak, but cannot,

her voice is gone,

along with her breath.

She struggles wildly, when suddenly,

suddenly, out of nowhere,

the darkness releases her and she attempts escape.

But that was when it grabs her,

grabs a hold of her hand,

she tries to scream,

opening and closing her soundless mouth in fear.

If only,

if only she could speak.

But she cannot.

Alas! 

The darkness grabs hold of her hair, dragging her,

through the cobblestone alleyway.

The stones rip at her clothes, her body.

But she is still frozen in fear. 

Her courage gone,

she is thrown,

thrown against the stone building wall.

Her jaw shatters,

she stands in a puddle of blood.

Crimson red blood.

Suddenly, feeling something rush,

rush through her,

she opens her mouth,

and-

the darkness bashes her head against the wall again,

and again,

again,

and again,

her face becomes unrecognizable.

She is barely awake.

And that is when,

when she catches sight 

of the horrible face of her stalker.

He is faceless.

Blood seems to seep through

his hallowed out face,

and he pulls out,

pulls out a glinting

knife.

*Csh*

*Csh*

*Csh*

*Csh*

The faceless man gets to work.

*Csh*

*Csh*

*Csh*

*Csh*

Is all that's heard.

A figure passes by the alley.

She bends down,

she sees something roll towards her

She screams.

A faceless man hides in the alleyway.

A faceless man hears the scream.

A faceless man stands up.

A faceless man hides his bleeding knife.

A faceless man drops the body he was holding,

as he slept.

A headless body.

A faceless man goes after his next victim.

Author's Note

Hopefully, this fits the idea of horror...

Reviews

[pikachulover]

:| All black....scared me, surely it's a nice poem but too big for my contest :D Better luck next time and keep writing! :)

[Ilerah]

Nice, and it most definitely fits the idea of horror, or just a dark poem. Nice poem here.

[Nikolean]

Thank you. I try

[Ilerah]

Yah, and you succeed!