
Day 30 Inktober – Ominous
It was a full moon night,
A black raven was in sight,
Was that a howling cry?
Something ominous seems to arise.
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Day 30 Inktober – Ominous
It was a full moon night,
A black raven was in sight,
Was that a howling cry?
Something ominous seems to arise.
A whisper in the darkness of the night
Made me pull my blanket up tight.
I lay inside with eyes wide open
Holding on to my breath.
The bed creaked; sheets rustled.
I shut my eyes.
A whisper again
It said,
Mine!
Day 58
Step into the darkness
Hold on to my hand
I will guide you alright.
Heard some whispers?
Never mind them,
Just stay on beside me!
Shadows on the walls,
Crumble of the rocks,
A howling call of the wolf,
Let them not scare you a bit
With my coldness around you
You know you will be just alright.
Day 45
The cold blowing breeze of the night,
Comes again to send chills down the spine.
Relentless deep breaths,
Seem to be of no help.
Clenching on the sheets..
Eyes shut tight,
Beads of sweat on the brow.
A hair-raising whisper by the ear,
And a shrilling scream is heard again.