I live in a doorway
Between two rooms. I hear
Blood dripping onto the floor.
The blood is drip, dripping
Slowly in a dark room
I peek
In the other room
And see a body hanging
From a rafter up above
The blood is dripping slowly.
I feel dread
Creeping up on me
I shiver in the hallway
It seems something is watching.
He is coming........
May 14, 2012
May 14, 2012 at 3:12 PM UTC
I live in a doorway
Between two rooms. I hear
Blood dripping onto the floor.
The blood is drip, dripping
Slowly in a dark room
I peek
In the other room
And see a body hanging
From a rafter up above
The blood is dripping slowly.
I feel dread
Creeping up on me
I shiver in the hallway
It seems something is watching.
He is coming........
Had to write a poem with I live in a doorway between two rooms and I peek in the other room and I came up with this.