Creature of the NightA Poem by David Lewis
My time is fleeting why can't you see,
The unspeakable is coming for me. I look up at the moon just for a while, All the while feeling so vile. My body shivers and my eyes grow dark, It's nearly time to embark. I can no longer hold this form, For therein lies an inward storm. Its slumbers over its presence known, It lets out a sickening moan. I glance at the mirror and see a beast, Who I don't recognize in the least. It prowls the streets and ravages the lands, For this beast has no other plans. My victims screams echo in the night, I toy with the ones that try to fight. Clawing and biting as I please, Immobilizing my prey as they struggle to their knees. In my bloody frenzy I grin, Oh how delicious it is to sin. Morning finds its way here, I come to my senses full of fear. Oh the things I have done, Panic sets in and I begin to run. A trail of blood leads to my door, I take a deep breath and see what's in store. Contorted bodies decorate my home, I lick my lips which just now began to foam. © 2016 David Lewis |
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Added on April 3, 2016 Last Updated on April 3, 2016 AuthorDavid LewisThe Bronx, NYAbout"I'm like a hunter of peace, one who chases the elusive mayfly of love... or something like that." more..Writing
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