I close my eyes as they watch me
While hearing them lauging loudly
I hate those eerie sounds they make
That's keeping me up and awake
They have a smell like rotten flesh
They seek for wounds that are still fresh
Oh! What a disgusting presence
Such a malicious transendence
With those sinister eyes they stare
In the shadows they never care
Everywhere they patiently wait
They love to kill and it's too late
I open my eyes as they laugh
They want to make me dead and half
I'm running away for my life
From their claws that as sharp as knife
YOU ARE READING
Notapoem
PoetryA book that contains my old and recent poems that shares different thoughts and emotions. The book was planned to contain one hundred pieces of written poetry to be considered as a successful work.
