Old gateway
cracked pillars holding bleakness,
Over grown uneven path
encroaching foreboding ceaseless,
Crowded wood’s
either side of the road,
A melancholic wariness
the scene has bestowed,
Trepidation
apprehension,
Fear and flight
at attention,
Bend in the road
curves behind trees,
The unmistakable sound
twig snap on the breeze,
Heart stop mind freeze
adrenaline coils tight,
Keep walking but fear grows thankfully
it’s still light,
The day slight overcast
a sense of heaviness in the air,
A russle of leaves a crow screech
an albino one so fair,
And there it is
the house comes into view,
A darkness on the landscape
it sits between two massive yew,
Ornate arched windows
glass reflecting light,
Imagine this place all lit up
like a beacon in the night,
Warmth of breath on your neck
a whoosh in the air sharp crack,
The people in the window your last glimpse
eyes fall closed rolled onto your back,
Eyes swim into focus
roadside against a tree on the floor,
How’d you get here dreams of a house
your head hurts more and more,
Stand look across there’s an old gateway
cracked pillars iron gates shut tight,
It’s dark but you swear oh you swear
you’re being watched on this night,
Your car covered in debris and leaves
it was shiny clean when you stopped,
Looks like it’s sat here for weeks
a note under windscreen propped,
Forget
it says,
The wind brushes around you
hits the car and it sways,
Key already in the ignition
why would you leave it there,
Back out onto the road lights they catch
the dark eyes such a glare,
No one there but you feel it
you bare a mark,
You’ve been tagged by a hunter
you’ve be chosen by the dark…
Ugh… I had this pretty planned out but the last 10 lines have gone to poop so am quitting it. I’ll probably find this in a 6 months or so, lose my crap at how bad it is and rewrite it better. But for now? Here you go… more words that I don’t like. I swear I can’t write for sh@t just lately. Sigh… oh well… another day I guess… sending you all a hug through the wire.x.
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