A Special Night to Remember

Deep in these shadows where the creatures of the night love to hide

and howl at the moon,

and suck the life out of the living,

on the hunt and prowling for you.

These children are demons,

and they have already clawed out my eyes,

you're stuck in a graveyard now,

the tombstone behind you carved with my name in it is where I died

a thousand years ago,

this very night.

As the zombies eat your flesh,

you notice you won't survive,

and away your soul goes as your heart stops and your life perishes

on this very night.

poem by Isabella Genova
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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