A Talk With Goetia

A dream i had when i lived in my parents house, which i still believe to be haunted to this day! It's one i'll never forget. Hope you enjoy!

Now I lay me down to sleep, I pray to lord my soul to keep.

My eyes grow heavy, fluttering with each breath.

The gravity of fatigue overtakes me, as my running mind begins to slow.

In the distance I hear my name being called, such a sweet and lovely voice.

I take one step forward into an imagined paradise, again my name rings through.

My curiosity begins to swell, I stop and listen carefully.

Every man’s dream vacation lies before me, beautiful women barely dressed smiling.

Behind me my bedroom door opens and closes, no please I just got here.

A ghastly voice whispers in my ear, once angelic now demonic.

“Rudy.”

Eye lids fly open, a sudden spike in horror causes my heart to jump.

Paralyzed I lie, eye balls darting every way possible.

Something darker than black next to my bed, sniffing the fear I’m emitting.

Terror conquers my logic.

I watch it bend at the waste, inches away from my face.

Speaking to me in tongues, my mind is racing.

Finally I break free, my body dripping in cold sweat.

Gone like it was never there.

I jump from bed, running for the door.

I glance in the mirror, one step away from safety.

To find that very same figure.

 Watching me.

Author's Note

This is a contest entry poem, i recently joined a new group and saw their contest. I thought this would be a good way to get introduced. Hope you enjoy!

Reviews

[Sheila Kline]

A very gripping write - from beginning to end!!

[jdr / Jennifer]

Terrifying dream, great poem. Put together perfectly. I really enjoyed the ending, your detail of this nightmare brought chills down my spine. Thank you for sharing.

"I glance in the mirror, one step away from safety.
To find that very same figure.
Watching me."

[Rob Santana]

That's a crazy nightmare,haha.