°twisted°

haunted house

his footsteps echo through the walls as i hide behind the curtains of the stage he made for me

i'm afraid of what he'll do to me, so i continue to peek from my little hiding spot

he comes c l o s e r,
so close that he's suddenly behind me breathing down my neck, and i can't control the demons that are clawing at my legs, dragging me down to the basement

it's dark and cold down there and it only makes it worse that i can feel his body heat againest mine as he starts to unravel my clothes, slowly reaching out for my soul, and the floorboards moan as he leans forward grabbing me by the neck, and slamming me down unto the bed, leaving me almost in shambles

i whimper beneath his shadow and shake uncontrollably as he bends down to touch my hair with a pair of sharpened claws, my eyes shrivel beneath his gaze to nothing, but the dull ashes of the fire we used to blaze

looking through the haze of his skin on mine, my eyes search for the shattered window, the one with the bloodprints from escapees before me, and how the padlocks on them could only contain a monster

I was stuck with a monster, in a haunted house, filled with torture and love, he seemed to follow me wherever i go, i want out of this god damn horror show