The Reaper Comes Calling
With this big old house looming above me
My thoughts drifting away, my eyes become heavy
I’m startled awake by a sound akin to a shaking tree
Oddly it seems to be coming from directly above me
Rising from the couch I head upstairs to investigate
Everyone is sleeping as the hour has grown very late
Louder and louder; I feel the speed of my heart rate
Abruptly it stops; I freeze, feeling near a panic state
Standing near the top of the stairs my heart seems so loud
Perhaps it was my imagination creating that sound
A new sound emerges now emitting from the ground
Turning ever so slowly, fear emanates from what I’ve found
A bodiless hand stretches out from the wall
Terror surges through me, not knowing at all
What it is I was seeing,
suddenly feeling so small
With no one to call
Who would believe me?
They’d put me away
My eyes widen as it seems now to be moving this way
This couldn’t be happening not to me, not today
The hands ghostly skin seems ashen and grey
My feet, they won’t move, they’re glued to this stair
Closer now, no fear in my life could ever compare
So very close.
I close my eyes tight, it’s time to prepare
Death is coming I fear.
My heart fills with despair
It must be right here
So filled with fear
I open my eyes and to my delight
The devilish hand is nowhere in sight
My heart slows back to a normal pace
Time to move right out of this place
Walk down the stairs to gather my wife
Would she believe this horrible story of strife?
She would have to believe me!
She really just had to
I came face to face with what that hand was attached to
My heart sticks in my throat as I scream way out loud
An ominous ghoul encased in a dense black cloud
Reaching out for me coming too fast
This panicking breath was surely my last
Screaming in terror as ripped and it tore
In horror I watched as my blood covered the floor
Cast to the shadows, this ghoul now my kin
Such a terrible price I’ve paid for my sin
Eternally searching for the sinful brood
Taking a life is what brightens my mood
So if in the corner you sense a darkening hue
Be wary of your sin, I may be coming . . .
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