Look
over your shoulder, again.
Hear
whispers slice through the darkness
Frantic footfall
A muffled scream
It's
Behind you.
Waning willows
lean into the wind
ominous warnings
echo, around...
the back of your head
A pair of
Eyes
fixed there, too
Behind you.
A howling tempest
buffets your body
raincoat billowing
behind you
as you run.
Hear
nothing.
Silence swept
across the ashes
You stand
at a crossroad
Limitless lines
to follow...
But you
retain your route
through the darkness
through the cold
Torrents of trees
tower over you
Ingrained into the bark
a skull
Rustling leaves
whispering willows
Each,
step,
you,
turn to look.
And tremble.
It's behind you
Sprinting through sickle
You stumble and fall
into a clearing
Pathways all around
like arteries
But you
don't see them
can't, or won't
Keep
limping
forward
A dark silhouette
Blocks the path
Look
over your shoulder
for another way
Too late
Shrouded in night,
the shadows crawl
towards you
Hear...
footsteps
Behind you.
Written 03/02/2019
Quite an ominous one, although that might just be me haha. Don't follow me if you're looking for light-hearted, inspirational poems about love (which seems to be all you see on Instagram) because they make me cringe. Anyway I basically wrote this after waking though the woods by my house this evening, to give some context. It's a bit of an experiment, so I'm open to critique, as always. More creepy poems on the way, goodnight lol
