Darkness Ahead

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The darkness comes

Slithering in like snakes

Surroundings take on new meaning

The trees turn deadly

As they reach out for you

Shadows chasing you home

The graveyard down the street

Is a birthplace of the macabre

Bodies scattered amongst the graves

Unsure of who is dead

And who is the undead

You fumble for your keys

Hoping to outdistance

The demons that haunt you

But the door creaks slowly open

Revealing a gruesome sight

And all you can do is scream

As the world turns black


Written for Fandango’s One-Word Challenge (FOWC) – macabre

Fandango’s Friday Flashback – November 1

This weeks FFF takes me back two years to this post that was for the word prompt ghoulish…

 

Your Spirit

On a dark night

In the city graveyard

ghoulish site

Stopped me in my tracks

A ghostly figure

Floated above your tombstone

It turned as if it saw me

They quietly faded away

I often wonder why it left

If it was you

And will it ever return

I know you’re gone for good

But part of me wishes

I could see a shimmer of you

Just for a second

To smell your cologne in the air

To see you smile

To hear you laugh

If only…

Your Spirit

On a dark night

In the city graveyard

ghoulish site

Stopped me in my tracks

A ghostly figure

Floated above your tombstone

It turned as if it saw me

They quietly faded away

I often wonder why it left

If it was you

And will it ever return

I know you’re gone for good

But part of me wishes

I could see a shimmer of you

Just for a second

To smell your cologne in the air

To see you smile

To hear you laugh

If only…