One tragic afternoon
As I recall
Traveling home
My body weary
And soul stricken with grief
I opened the door
As my eyes they did deceive me
I froze- and stared in disbelief.

In a series of bewilderment, yes,
My blood ran cold
And my body trembled with fear.
There she stood
With her piercing eyes
Much as a smile
That seemed only the dead could hear.

And with every reason  I tried to find
I found none,
And with every question I held in my brain,
One by one they shortly fell,
For why she was here only she could tell.
My heart felt ready to burst,
As my very thought was
She would drag my very soul, to Hell.

There she was
A look of all evil,
Her black clothes
Flowed with the every
Spoken thought of sin.
How poorly did she hide behind this mask
As I truly saw such evil within,
As she stepped closer
Her eyes caught mine
And met me at the door
With a grin.