Somewhere, someone is trying hard
To switch off all the lights
From the world -
The wind is trying hard
To blow off the candles,
The trees are trying hard
To fall on the electric poles,
The sea is trying hard
To grasp the lighthouse into it.
The nature seemed to be
His/her puppet.
I can feel someone is probably
Making a beeline for me.
He/she is taking the
Advantage of the outrageous dark.
And the next moment,
I hear a mirror crash,
A cat scream and
A shadow with a dagger.
It tries to kill me
But the dagger disappears
Into me everytime it
Tries to push the dagger into me.
I regain consciousness
From my play as I hear
The main door open
And some new guests come in.
A indescribable smile spread
Across my face -
New human flesh
New human blood.
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