Halloween Hangover

Unsettling it was came from where I did not know, the jagged claw upon my chamber floor so near the cot where I nightly lay, have dreamed so snug feeling quite secure, sharpest at the edges capable of tearing flesh and bone, my innards deep how could this hideous thing unbeknownst stealthily creep -- perhaps always near I shuddered to think somewhere attached to my spirit long ago -- a thought too repugnant I did not want to hear it from my troubled mind hastened I to clear it hungrily latched-on to my soul, I prayed desperately to be free of it confronting my original abomination --