It's a cold, dark place, this old town of mine, it can rip your heart out, and mess about with your mind.
So make a fire, keep warm and alert, make sure you stay alive, and don't let them be coming for ya.
Your looking divine, their next meal is coming, be careful to not be on the menu, at the evening wine and dine.
Your blood would be sacred, your heart a blessing, don't be so scared, this night will soon be ending.
YOU ARE READING
A Book Of Poetry
PoesiaPoems, reflecting all kind of moods, mourning, happiness, sadness, excitement, anxiety, pain, and so on.. My first attempt at poetry, go easy on me haha. But enjoy!
