Tormented With Troubled Thought
I woke to the raucous roaring of beasts braying in the night
Creepy things crawling over my body. I cringed at the sight
I fought off diabolic demons who tried to devour my heart
Shadows snared me; I was tormented with troubled thought
Phantoms played on pauper's graves 'til my pulse grew weak
I was petrfied with fear, knowing my death they'd soon seek!
Ghosts and ghouls wailed at me, and scratched upon the walls
I cowered under the quilt when werewolves howled in the halls
October 25, 2020
8 Lines of Spooky Rhyme
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