The Evil Witch
Lightning strikes
Across the barren sky
Leaving a red image
Burned into my eyes
Hearing chains moving
I don’t see anything before me
But emptiness and darkness
All of a sudden
A band of evil comes out
And seeks to convert me
The werewolves and vampires
All want my blood
To sustain their own lives
But to end mine
So I run very fast
Not knowing where I’m going
I simply run into a house
And they stay away
Afraid to enter
I look around the barely lit room
I find everything to be antique
There is an ancient picture
Of a frightening person
On the mantel of the fireplace
I smell chemicals burning
As if something is happening
I hear chanting of a woman
And an evil laugh as well
I hear footsteps coming from a door
So I hide behind a grandfather clock
And I peek to see this hideous woman
Fearful she looks so evil
Now she walks into the living room
And stops in mid step
She looks right at me
And her finger snaps
And uncontrollably I move towards her
Without any will of my own
She brings me to her
With her own bidding
To create fear, great fear inside me
I find it tremendously fierce
And pain starts to writhe in me
She laughs, a cackling laugh
And kisses me on my cheek
She then tells me, “Thou art going to die tonight”
And I know deep inside
She is telling the truth
The next thing I know
I’m tied up inside a large pot
And she starts to boil the liquid
That is beneath me
I can only feel the intense pain
And really find myself
Being boiled alive
Boiled in her basement
Just for a solution of evil
Something she is making for herself
So she may wield invincible powers
And live for another hundred years
As an evil witch
Russell Sivey
Contest: Halloween only
Sponsor: SKAT - XOX
10/13/2013
Copyright © Russell Sivey | Year Posted 2013
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