It came, a mist a fog with stench.
A beast grotesque, teeth he clenched.
He swooped across land and space
until it came upon her place.
Slyly skulking under the door,
she felt it move across the floor.
Filling her with fear and dread,
He flung her soul upon the bed.
Fog gathered thick and tight,
It had blood in his sight.
Evil stared her in the face
held her in its hot embrace.
Trembling she pissed upon the floor
her earthly self could take no more.
Ripping at her from beneath,
grinding, crunching with its teeth.
Stood and gathered familiar form,
A look of man appeared the norm.
His glowing eyes cast a light,
She bears the scars this eerie night.
He held her limp and lifeless self,
gently laid her on a shelf.
Where a vase of wild flowers bloom,
throwing spring across the room.
A tear, a shimmering stone,
He thrust it hard against the bone.
pressing into the gaping hole,
that once contained a woman’s soul.
She flinched as if a current passed,
Slowly sitting she looked aghast.
Evil had taken the place,
Of beauty on this immortal face.
As daylight hovered,
they melted to the floor.
A green fog
slipped
silently
Beneath
The
Door.
Another journey for me, a dabble with horror. Let me know what you think.
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