Too many times have I heard her before
Screaming in the night.
I've watched her lying there teeth bared
Like a soul unclean.
She lived moment to moment
Breath by breath.
Dying for a cause unknown.
I lie here in the same bed
Trying to cover my ears.
But blood runs out my nose
As the pillow shrieks away the night.
It is her. I know it.
Haunting me still.
A contest entry
- Dark and Scary by JeannieD Hunter.
1000 points, ended September 1, 2008, 17 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Great write!! Thank you for sharing! Good luck in the contests!
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creepy and hauting yet vaguley pained and sorrowed for the "hauntress" not fear great job
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INCREDIBLE!!!
A taste of perfection you have provided for my palate. Poe like, yet...surely your own. I loved every line of this piece, though I tried to decide which line sold it for me, I can not. Each line is a masterful work.
BLESSINGS & LOVE,
Doris
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Dang now I am gonna be scared of my bed!
This is very original. Well done. Thanks for entering and good luck!
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wow. this is cool. good job and good luck
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