Can You See Me Now?

A house stands upon a shady hill,

jaded shade of bloody veined moon,

lightning strikes of knotted intestines,

bleached bones leading my destiny.

Deafening claps of thunder resound -

be still – your flesh and blood is his prize.

Black nightmares sold to highest bidder,

Ghastly ghostly spirits waving in mist

invade and twist my thought waves.

Residents of the dark snatch my soul,

trees wearing monster masks twitch

skeletonized arms like spider webs.

Crazy, cackling laughter at midnight hour

entices spooked neck hair to stand on end,

pleading to escape wrath of nameless souls,

splashing sanguine stains seeping from walls.

Twilight bends into night as mortality

come to life tiptoeing on broken glass

I cringe in the corner and cover my face,

ask the blackness, “Can you see me now?”