I have unshed tears
With undead fears
Call me lowly as the whispers scream
I fear the sound I hear at midnight
The sound of howling
I can hear the faintest of growling
In the mist of fog there is a lighting
With nothing but a feeling that's darkening
There is a switch
But in the darkness I see a witch
Cackling an evil laugh that'll scare you to bits
While I still know she has no wits
It still scares me with a lot of dread
Knowing all of these things are dead
So I'll start again
Since I guess you don't understand
I'm in my room watching as the creature of the night
The creatures of night come to life
So this a tale about a child whom cried creatures.
YOU ARE READING
My Jumping ( failure at suicide )
PoesiaIf you like creepypastas read this. Also there are many poems that don't have creepypasta don't worry you'll see them because of the titles. DO NOT COPY MY WORK ALL OF THIS IS FROM MY MIND. Also please give criticism it will help me enhance my poem...
