KIRK B FORSETH II

  The creature’s opaque eyes search in bloodlust This is the time survival is a must It’s hunting to tear apart living skin I believe we’re paying for all the sin It knows that I am her and I’m alive Must do everything I can to survive The insanity. more than I can take Could this be from some government’s mistake From upstairs, I can hear the closing door It traces the footsteps across the From this metal box, I can hear the screams The creature devours my hopes and dreams How long will I be trapped in this steel cage Held bound up by this morbid monster’s rage It comes back smelling the air for my scent And now there’s a scraping sound on cement They’re now coming towards me, is this the end What in heaven can I do to defend They pound on the door trying to get in So scared I feel the quiver in my chin Hinges giving the door will soon be down One’s a mother, the other’s a damn clown I push the door to knock their balance off Then I da...

  The wind flows with blood-stopping wails Just like the ones in campfire tales Slowly, your heart starts to flutter Pounding like the wooden shutter Pause as you open the front door Walk right into cobwebs galore As you ascend the creaky stairs Boldly go where no one else dares Your steps stir up the dust so thick Proving to all you’re not afraid Venture to where the dead have stayed There is a room at the end Enter at your own risk, my friend Standing in the farthest corner A small girl dressed as a mourner You approach her ever so quaint Even though you’re about to faint See a portion of her charred face Causing your timid heart to race Black as it were, living coal Her cold eyes stare right through your soul Startled, you go down with a thump Darkness surrounds you as you slump

              Keeping things in the family wasn’t that hard. While they lived upstairs, he had a nasty habit of falling down the winding stairs. He would take nasty falls, which always left him black and blue. The only reason Deanna ever took him to the doctor was due to school requirements. However, in the first grade, he would be hospitalized twice. Both of which were unique. The first time was just after he had chicken pox. He had just returned to school for the spring term, and the new and returning programs were coming back to television. One show, in particular, was his favorite of all time, Battle of the Planets. The same one that his mother used as a timer to count down to him dying from the watermelon.             It was coming back on that Monday afternoon, and he couldn’t wait to get back home. It had been off the air for the past two years, and he could barely...

  He knows everything you secretly want You fake being an idiot servant Finding some cheap ways to extract money Keep it up, buddy, he finds it funny He’s exploring even your darkest sin A sinister smile, it’s time to begin Rancid black fluid oozing from your head Awakens you from slumber in your bed Everything you’ve done, he won’t be so kind The mirror shows that the dead are behind Backed up against the wall, sweat starts to form Welcome to the world where nothing’s the norm Scratching at the walls with your bloody nails See the succubus ingesting end trails Witnessing creatures never seen before You’re not going to believe what’s in store There will only be one thing that rings true The Boogeyman has come right for you