The Woman
Held my breath, halted my step
A solitary mansion, a sky with lightning
The sound of footsteps
A night so frightening
As the footsteps came closer,
The outcome became clear.
I held my scream
And waited for her to appear
Death was inevitable
But I refused to die
That pale skin and black hair…
Why can no one hear my cry?
‘Rawwwwhh’ she said
As she proceeded to take my soul;
To tear my skin, suck my blood
Or eat me as a whole.
A hand captured my foot
My past decisions, I started to regret.
She was the woman I killed
How could I forget…
Copyright © Parisha Vasudeva | Year Posted 2017
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