Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Jan 2013
bleeding out, not at all inviting
in fact, quite horrifying
serpents writhe in the cracks
angry scratches mar the wood in twisted lines
pulsating, demented, throbbing
screaming a threat more oppressive than a tyrant capable of mass genocide
what is going on within
behind this
the blood red door
I sure as Hell am not opening it
would you
Editing a rather graphic story for a friend and at some point I came across a sentence. All it said was "The door" and this just popped into my mind. Too much gore I guess...
Anon C
Written by
Anon C  35/F/Virginia
(35/F/Virginia)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems