After Midnight
Eerie sounds all around deep in
the heart of the graveyard AFTER
MIDNIGHT, shadows appear and
seem to move, heartbeat like
thunder in a state of fright, they’re
coming from all around, I try to
scream but can't make a sound
wickedness and evil gnawing
away every bit of life well don't
you know the graveyard is no
place to be AFTER MIDNIGHT...
The dead are known to come
back to life, AFTER MIDNIGHT
you better stay inside and keep
your doors and windows locked
up real tight, AFTER MIDNIGHT
you better pray to GOD for the
love of your life, AFTER MIDNIGHT
the bewitching hour begins...
AFTER MIDNIGHT and the nightmare
begins again...
AFTER MIDNIGHT!
Copyright © Bo Lanier | Year Posted 2016
Post Comments
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.
Please
Login
to post a comment