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
Leigha Robbins 