Legendary_Dollci wrote...
There was a time where the lights were no more ...
the thunder was roaring and the rain kept on pouring much more...
The wind was blowing and the leaves were swaying ...
the animals were hiding and the bad spirits were staying ...
In a house filled with pictures of loved and deceased ...
the young boy was alone and his fear has increased ...
His candle was burning and the wax kept on melting ...
the situation was familiar in this creepy setting ...
He felt a slight touch and he got pushed to the floor ...
and the invisible hands were touching him like a red-light district whore ...
He screamed out so loud and just curled like a small child ...
the dark spirits in place had him certainly defiled ...
the lights got back up and the radio was running ...
he ran to his bed and he just kept on mumbling ...
when he began to shut his eyes, a hand touched his frail hair ....
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And he forgot to close his window, he thought it were demons but it was just the wind that blew in some cold, solid air.
My nightmare as a child, was really scary.
Nice poem, wish you could send more poem all about love.