Playing with demons

by Megan   Oct 8, 2008


Something creepy was happening,
something not under the definition of normal.
there were 5 crystals in her room,
shaping a pentagram.
laying on her stomach, the nearest calls out for her touch.
grasping it, her heart began to sing.
she could feel and hear its rhythmic pulsing all around her.
nothing but the beating, spreading through her lightly floating body.
a bad feeling overcame her.
something supernaturally evil.
something on her ceiling.
a force of pure hatred and lies.
ripping at the walls...
tearing them down..
chills went up her spine and engulfed her pale skin.
she dropped the crystal, hair on end.
all that was left, the words:
"you're mine now"
carved, with sharp claws, in her walls...

Capri East was my inspiration for this poem. she was reading Necronomicon. and some strange things happened to her. :) thank you sis for letting me use you as my muse. much love honey.

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