I knocked on his door
Hands in my pockets
Rain thundering around me
Just a plastic layer to protect me
He opened the door wide
And looked at me, appraising
The wet clothes stuck to my body
Left little to imagination
I loathed the look in his eyes
And the way his mouth twisted for a smile
"My car broke down and I need some help", I said
He replied, "Come in, my love, and help you I shall"
"I'm thirsty and cold"
"Ill get u some water"
"I don't drink water
But thanks for the offer"
With the blink if an eye
I was at his throat
My teeth sinking into his soft flesh
His warm blood
Dripping down the sides of my mouth
"Thanks for the drink", I said
And smiled at the bloodless body
Lying on the floor
"And, PS, I'm always cold"
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Fear
PoésieWhat is your greatest fear? Think about how much it scares you Now multiply that by 666 Thats how scared you are going to be -------------- This is a collection of horror poems Not for the faint hearted Read at your own risk Don't say i didn't wa...
