Friday, 31 October 2014

On the bumps in the night...

Something's in the mirror by me
Something's in the attic, it stinks of blood and meat.
Something's in the attic, I hear its scuttling feet.
Something's in the attic, it's whispering to me.
Something's in the attic, I shouldn't set it free.
Something's in the attic, I really have no choice.
Something's in the attic, it's making so much noise.
Something's in the bedroom, my eyes are open wide.
Something's in my mirror, staring from inside.

 - Author

1 comments:

The Artful Gypsy aka Wendy the Very Good Witch said...

Boo! Happy Halloween! Hope it was Magical! ~ Wendy