Blacken Morsels; the Shadow Dines
An eerie shadow in the night; comes hither to your door;
Each time you whisper save me please; it angers even more.
It seems to know your name somehow; and it calls as if you’re owned;
And the terror puts a fear in you; to the marrow of your bones.
You see it at your windows; yet you hear it at your door;
An icy chill comes over you; from your feet that touch the floor.
Your instinct tells you break and run; but you’re frozen there in place;
And you know it somehow sees you there; as it laughs all in your face.
From a place you’ve never known; a piercing scream is heard;
The sound is coming from your mouth; crying words that seem absurd.
"That’s what I’ve been waiting for" (he says); as it grabs you from behind;
As the water falls all to the floor; you know you’ve lost your mind.
So now you know you’ve lost it; but are you going to die;
How did this horror find you; and more so tell you why?
Suddenly it’s over; and you’re staring at the lights;
You’re calling it a nightmare; but you’re not sure that is right.
The chill is all around you; but you think he went away;
But the marrow in your bones still jells; and the fear is there to stay.
Who says there isn’t evil; who says it wasn’t real;
That’s the nature of its game; it eats what you conceal.
Copyright © Leonard Taormina | Year Posted 2008
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