Quiet now! While it slumbers
Tip and toe through daylight’s glare
Whisper and conspire amidst the tree-leaf glades
For evil waits, it does not sleep…
In my boudoir the walls are painted black
That I may see not, the shadows as they rise
Futures so bleak and a past without luck
Prayers in closets, locked by secrets and lies
Outside, the hallways groan and stairways squeak
Each step uncertain, each breath a summons
Grey-drab-walls, where shadowed horrors sneak
Haunted in my refuge, no home when I’m alone
Beyond this house’s threshold of despair
A lonely world awaits, eerie and empty
When all are pushed away, through curse and scare –
It wakes! It wakes! And comes for only me
Run! They say! Avoid your demon triggers
But they lay a quicksand path, and the demons all but snigger
Let it wake! Let it come!
For maybe–just maybe, you’ll win –
And at last it will be gone!
Never to come back!
And you, will be free!
To fight the darkness, we must actively seek out the light.
I hope you enjoy this Sonnet and poetry. I don’t know if it’s odd that I’m making my favorite month a horror month on this blog. I do like my thrills so if you do too, then stay tuned this month; I’m building up the tension with every post.
Stay safe everyone, stay blessed and loving.