posted on Dec, 16 2014 @ 04:47 PM
I thought I would do my first freaky creepy poem....
The dead of the night, creeps inside!
From the dead of the night, you cannot hide!
When he creeps in, there’s nowhere to hide!
Here he comes, he creeps and he slides!
The moon turns red, the ground turns cold!
Everything dies, when the night takes hold!
Cries and screams, fill the night all around!
But then it goes silent, not one single sound!
Your heart goes cold, as you stand there alone!
A chill fills your spine, and into every bone!
Your eyes go wide, searching for life!
You see a shine of light, like the edge of a knife!
You turn back and run, to escape this night!
You wake up in bed; it was just a little fright.