He was there

A figure!

A shadow runs across 

My walls filled with darkness and little light

My heart pounds faster

The figure hes here

Behind me

I feel his touch 

My skin crawls and tingles

A shadow in the night

A pain resides in my veins 

He was here i tell you

His figure, shadow fallen against my neck

I feel cold, why am i cold? i reach for the covers, 

only to look down and have none

He was here 

His shadow falls on my bed 

his touch feels real

his eyes are piercing and dead

I close my eyes only to open them 

He is gone, just as he had come he has left

I sit, alone on my bed waiting.....

Reviews

[Coyote Poetry]

Those monsters that appear in the night. A very good poem. It is amazing how the mind can trick us with strange noises and too many scary movies. A excellent poem.
Coyote

[Aven]

wow... some horror!

[Dark Empress]

Nice!
I really enjoyed this one.
It's kinda creepy and fun all in the same, good write :)

[Dream Weaver]

Shades of dark figures that move and twist...
Very interesting concept, could it be a
nightmare or a romantic illusion? Nicely done.

[♥SunkissAngel♥]

Man that hit my heart i felt the emotion in it good job.. :)

~SK

[Color of the Iris]

Wow! That was very good! It made me feel as though you were in a vampire movie... slowly being seduced, and for the fear that you should detect him, he disappears... nice write, keep it coming!

[Wolf]

This is powerful i loved it keep it up