I heard a bump in the night
My skin is crawling, a fearful fright
Will it claw, will it bite
Can I make it to the light
It must be a ferocious beast
A ghoulish monster at least
He wants me to be his next feast
I'll soon be among the deceased
I just can't stand it any more
My running feet hit the floor
Stumbling, fumbling toward the door
Praying I'm not done for
I thought I'd been had
It was going to be bad
Escaped with my life I'm so glad
Jumped into the bed with mom and dad
From the cemetery no specters arose
Why the teens then took flight, they did not disclose
What had incurred
Not seen, but heard
Discovered, because of the caws of the crows!
In tempestuous black the creatures glow
with eerie neon bright.
They whisper through the murky depths
and claim the frightful night.
Zombies and the other undead
gaze fiercely into the dark.
With willful aim and shattering thoughts
they leave their evil mark.
Then mistress hags upon their brooms
go floating tree to tree.
Perhaps they'll cackle up a spell
to cast on you and me.
Ghouls of every wicked kind
come hither to commune.
Fiery devils and pallid ghosts
go dancing on the moon.
So lock your doors and windows too;
keep silent in the gloaming.
This is the time when goblins play
and wicked things go roaming.
written October 14th for contest "Everything Halloween"
THINGS THAT GO BUMP IN THE NIGHT
Often times things go bump in the night
We shake and tremble, filled with fright
Tiptoeing softly in search of the sound
Nerves on edge making our heart pound
Suddenly in the parlor, what did I hear
It sounded much like the scraping of a chair
Peering intently where the shadows lurk
Wondering if someone's watching me with a smirk
The parlor is empty of goblin or ghost
Then the thing that I dread most
A sound from the kitchen like pots and pans
Being banged together by unseen hands
I creep across the living room floor
Gently, I open the kitchen door
Nothing scary greets me there
The anxiety now is more than I can bare
I break out in a cold clammy sweat
Afraid to keep looking – but yet
I want to find out the source of the sound
Worried beyond measure at what may be found
I'm wielding a chair in self defense
Still filled with fear and great suspense
I flip on the lights to find out that....
I'd been scared stiff by my neighbor's cat
22 September 2013
for the Everything Halloween contest
Paralyzing uncertainty
Of things we haven't seen
Shadows of unknown origins
That invade our very dreams
Sometimes, it's the sounds
That go bump in the night
It hijacks our minds
And fills our hearts with fright
Imaginations run wild
As we shiver and we shake
Our voice has betrayed us
Not a sound can we make
Our eyes closed so tightly
As we cover up our heads
In fear of the monsters
That live beneath our beds
Imaginary footsteps
Keep timing with our heart
As their beats intertwine
Like two lovers far apart
The things that's in our closets
Scare our minds the most
It's filled with all our nightmares
Our goblins and our ghosts
The shadows then start fading
As the sun begins to rise
The darkness now is gone
And we open up our eyes
The room is suddenly void
Of nighttime's wicked intrusion
This, that's held us hostage,
Was simply an illusion
Things go bump in the night,
I wake with a sudden fright.
I'm fast asleep in my bed,
when there's a noise in my head.
Sitting up with a bound,
ears straining to hear the sound.
What is it, I think,
boy, I need a drink.
Is it the cat,
or maybe it's a rat.
There's not a sound to be heard,
what's that, it's the cry of a bird.
Go back to sleep you fool,
it's only the house starting to cool .
Tango .
For all of my years I've been scarce in the light,
I'm the hump in the dark that goes bump in the night.
Fierce and cruel and evil am I,
there's deception, corruption and evil in my eye.
There's contempt, resent and bad intent in my heart.
And my haunting pains, They all are so sharp.
I once had- but went out and sold my heart of gold,
now I'm just an empty soul,
and a soul so cold.
I'm the hump in the dark that goes bump in the night,
for all of my years I've been scarce in the light.
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