A Night In Hell

Scarier than fright,
Crashing through the night,
I had this creepy insight,
Of a stranger under a dim light.
He was crouched down low,
Leaning over some hoe,
With a knife in his hand,
And blood dripping from his watch band,
I saw myself screaming as I ran.
Who in the hell was that crazy man?
Shit! Who the fuck cares,
I'm out of here!

Sunday, January 15, 2006
Current mood: silly Category: Writing and Poetry