Windy Night

Pretty scary! LOL

Your body filled with a dreadful chill

stared at your desk, and the white old quill

windy night, the quill moved slight

you lit the lamp; seeking light

no light came, the fuel was dead

you thought of going back to bed

suddenly noticed, the quill moved slight

you approached with all your might

Not the wind, window is closed

heart raced- a message exposed

you read in horror; ink was red

"Not the wind, go back to bed!"

You are so scared, what do you do?

You called a friend asked her, "is it you?"

she said something you could not hear

a message maybe she is here

You looked back only to find

a blood chilling face looking back at thee

maybe it was just your mind

You got to bed, but it didn't leave

and that would be the last thing you would ever see

Because that face my friend, belongs to ME.

Author's Note

I think it is great. BTW it is set to be from a long time ago hence the quill.