Scary Poems for the Soul

Anxiety, Anxiety

Knock knock knock

There's a sound at the door

You are trying to decide

If it is something you could ignore

You stumble out of bed 

And look through the peep-hole

All you can see is a figure

Dress in a black as dark as coal

You take a deep breath 

As you start to feel a chill

Should you open the door?

The air is oddly still

You come to the conclusion

That it is just your messed up brain

But is it actually real?

Or are you insane?

You place your hand on the doorknob

And feel the cold metal

Is that figure outside 

A cold blooded rebel?

You turn it ever so quietly 

And inhale deeply

Why does this situation

Have to be so creepy

You swing open the door

Deciding you're just wasting time

But as you open your eyes 

Your beating heart was victim to a crime

The figure pulled out a rope

And swung it around your neck

You scream profusely 

As he puts your life in check

As he ended your life

With an old, scratchy rope

The blood in your veins 

Was lathered up and spreading like soap