Halloween Night
RUN, I'M WATCHING YOU
Be quiet now, the full moon scrapes the hour
when evil ghouls crawl on bleak streets, unknown
a gruesome feast they thirst to devour
the carnage of the living, down the bone.
As midnight howls, dare not open the gates
shadows can transform into bloody paws;
to unplug the light, a rampage awaits
the wailing screech of flesh drilled by chainsaws.
From graveyards of old, more corpses arise
with maggots on tongue gnawing spoiled debris,
and hissing winds darken the view; be wise
since terror reeks a plague like a red sea.
It's witching time; beware of fright undone
Pray... I'm one of them watching you, so RUN!
Halloween Night Contest of Nayda Ivette Negron
Repost 10/15/2016
Copyright © Nette Onclaud | Year Posted 2014
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