There is a darkness among me
as i linger up the haunted stairwell.
Like this place
has a greater being among it.
There are ghosts above me
and spiders at my feet
there is green slime
dripping from the walls.
As i go up
my head fills with dark thoughts
of murder and destuction
and there is an eerie organ playing
in my ears.
suddenly i here a shrill voice
that tunes out all other sounds.
I have entered
the house of the living dead.
A contest entry
- Step Inside My Nightmares by Agrona.
700 points, ended August 5, 11 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Hmm...
This was very interesting. I like the way it told a story. It was well written and flowed nicely with the tale you told.
Good luck to you,
~Sera
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