Submit your work, meet writers and drop the ads. Become a member
Dec 2014
Take a walk with me
Down this street
I need your company
Its creepy here
The oozing fog carries a sent of burnt flesh
I heard the stories
This is the devils lair
Quick say a prayer
Keep your eyes open make sure your awake
Falling asleep would be a mistake,a risk you shouldn't take
Its quiet wouldn't you agree
The sound of the wind is our only companion
Trickling through the cracks and windows of every house
And with it the sound of knives
we're getting closer
The smell of melted flesh
sets my lungs on fire
I can hardly breath
With each breath the feel of suffocation
Short inhales helps
I've been here before but only in the dream world
It didn't end to well
I struggle to remember
Then it dawns on me
I look for a sign to confirm what I already know
And there's only one sign that show
Elm street
Written by
devante moore  24/M
(24/M)   
Please log in to view and add comments on poems