I Write Dark Poetry

Creepers...  [youtube=https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8vpHIbAN2gQ]


The creepers, they come to take you away
When the night grows blackest and thin
They silently slide down your shadowy walls
In their slippers sown out of rat skins
Their beady red eyes give a dim little glow
As they sneak down the hall to your room
They slip under your door without making a sound
As you slumber in midnight’s deep gloom
And all but unseen as they climb up your bed
They’ll awake you and freeze you in fright
Those dimly red eyes and dark shadowy shapes
Will creep you away in the night
And when the morning sun’s rays peek in your room
Not a trace of you there will be seen
And though some may recall the odd fragment or two
Of your memory the world’s been wiped clean
By the light of the day there’ll be nothing at all
To suggest of the horrors down deeper
But on blackest of nights you’ll have shadowy shape
And your eyes will glow red as a creeper
So on dark moonless nights when the wind has gone still
And you feel your spine tingle most foul
Keep the lights lit and forgo the night’s sleep
For the creepers have come out to prowl