Best Poems Written by Althea Locke

Crimson Kiss

Creatures scratching at my door
Ripping sheets off my bed
Imagining shards of my soul being ripped
Minutes passing being unable to breathe
Silent whispers pass through my head
Ongoing loud scratches outside of my door
No whispers have escaped my mind

Killing creatures in my dreams
Identifying my horrors becoming true
Sizzling boiling hot water in my bathroom sink
Scary noises of decaying death

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