Another poem to fill the gaps before the next real chapter, it's coming I promise!!
Wordcount: 92
I thought death would welcome me,
With an outreached hand beneath a hooded shadow,
A rush of cold air engulfing me,
For we had already met,
Behind the silhouette, an old friend stood,
With crooked teeth and a sickening grin,
Nothing here was peaceful,
It wasn't cold,
He wasn't just a shadow,
The air thick as it sticks to my flesh,
His fingers took me in his clutch,
But I don't fight,
This is better.
YOU ARE READING
WLW One shots.
Teen FictionSome of these are kinky asf... I am taking requests, I'll even add is some fanfic if I know the person you're on about sir just leave a comment or DM me!! Thank you for reading xx
