The Things I Love

February 26, 2018

Sleeping, a dark room pure
a sound heard in the distance
though not sure
*scratch scratch crack*

Howling like a wolf
crazy features
like a show
an episode with creatures

Eyes in the dark
tail up like a shark
you shake

A smile with a past
a story so savage and sinister
your heart beating so fast
oh how the pitch black is filled with glory

The author's comments:

If you don't understand what I love by the end its the adrenaline i get when scared and nightmares.

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