The Brown Door

• Artist: midnyt_blossom
• Description: I remember clearly the time i wrote this poem. During my second year in college, i used to stay in this dormitory ran by nuns and i was usually left there all alone in our room during the weekends. Although there was really nothing significantly supernatural that happened during those times, you cant really stop your thoughts from going wild because of fear. This poem was the result of my overactive imagination. Read and comment please! <3
• Date: 02/26/2011
• Tags: brown door

The Brown Door
by midnyt_blossom


Shivering,

All dark,

I stared;

Alert.

Waiting,

Anticipating

For that

Creepy,

Slow,

Jerk.

Goosebumps,

It's chilling,

My body

Ran cold.

My palms,

they're clammy,

but my heart

grew bold.

I balled my fist,

My brows

It creased.

Tensed,

I sat up.

Yes, my mind

Was made up.

My courage,

It swelled,

I grasp it,

Prepared.

I've been

silly

for

far

too

long.

Yes!

I

Know

I

Can

Be

That

Strong.

I've been

Watching

That same

Old view.

Not sleeping,

That is

ALL

I

DO!

It's so

CHILDISH!

I'm scared

Of

An

Old

Brown

Door!

I should

Stop this,

It's just

All pure

Lore.

God Knows

Nothing's

Behind

That door

-WAIT-

-whats that something

CREEPING

On the

Floor?!

-A gnarled something

That

Looks

A

LOT

LIKE

GORE!

gonk AHHHHH! gonk