I like all things coloured red
Like the blood losing from your head
And your face smeared with it
As you lie cold and dead

Last night I heard a whisper
A soft strange chilling sound
When I woke up I saw
My cell phone floating around

It looked at me and laughed
It gave me a hideous smile
I laid there quite confused
I laid still for a while

Then it came close to me
Patted me once or twice
Don’t remember much after that
It put sleep in my eyes

This morning when I awoke
The device was lying still
Just like I had left it
No life or force or will

I shrugged it off my mind
Like a dream that felt too real
Carried on with my routine
Like it was no big a deal

But it’s night time now
The horror is back it seems
I pinched myself to find
That these are no dreams

I see their eyes glow in the night
And it scares me
I can see no other light
It despairs me
…
They fly and circle, suck my blood
And it’s deadly
I can’t fight or speak a word
I lose sadly
…
Save me, someone save me please
Get me out
They’ve got me crawling on my knees
Down and out
…
Is this a dream? Am I surreal?
I hope not
All this pain just feels too real
It’s all I’ve got

A is for Anxious
B is for Blood
Z is for Zombies
Covered in mud

C is for Cat
D is for Dark
W is for Wolf
With its scary bark

E is for Evil
F is for Fright
Q is for Queen
The queen of the night

G is for Ghosts
H is for House
Which is cursed and haunted
M is for Mouse

I am Insecure
J is for Jack
U is for Undead
Who are coming back

K means a King
Who killed his hundred wives
L stands for Lost
All the lost lives

N is for Night-time
O is for Owl
P is for Panic
When you hear a howl

R is for Raven
S is for Soul
Y is for You
They’re gonna eat you whole

T is for Tragic
V for Vampire
X are those dead eyes
On a funeral pyre

My body houses eleven rats
They nibble and chew at my heart
The first one’s not afraid of cats
The second finds murder an art

The third one often plays dirty
Keeps running around here and there
The fourth is granted full liberty
The fifth rat is her heir

The sixth rat drinks all my blood
The seventh likes to have a smoke
The eighth one rolls around in mud
The ninth’s too wise for a joke

The tenth has a library to keep
Literature of all known pains
The last one puts everyone to sleep
So tomorrow they can start again

When I return home from school
I see Mom and Dad fight a lot
And I am the only audience
To a wrestling match that’s fought
…
Daddy punches her in the gut
Poor Mommy shouts, “It’s a crime.”
But Daddy pays no heed to her
Because Daddy wins all the time
…
They come to blows so easily
I think they simply must love to fight
They always fight during the day
Sometimes they even fight at night
…
Daddy has no bruise to name
While Mom’s got scars on her face
Dad always takes the winning prize
While Mommy keeps second place
…
Sometimes I really wonder if
They would for once just cease to fight
It’s hard to get my homework done
Without any sort of calm or quiet
…
Today on returning home from school
I was greeted by an unusual sight
There was no sound of violence
There was no sound of a fight
…
Mom stood smiling in the kitchen
Dad lay bloodied on the floor
No more fights there’ll be in this house
Mommy has now settled the score

I thought it was love
When we used to laugh together
Though the joke was always on me
…
I thought it was love
When you introduced me to your friends
And we spent hours together
Laughing, and having the time of our lives
Though the joke was always on me
…
But then I realised
That you actually thought me a fool
That you relished making fun of me
In front of your friends
In front of everyone
I thought it was love
But the joke was on me
…
But I forgive you
For you weren’t laughing
When I stabbed you
A hundred times
You didn’t laugh
When I exchanged
Your laughter for screams
You didn’t laugh
When I wrote on the wall
With your very blood
LOL
I thought it was love
Now the joke’s on you