My Sister's Keeper

A horror poem I wrote for Halloween. :)

 

 

 

 

 

One night I wakened from a dream

With a little frightened scream

For in my troubled sleeping mind

Round my neck two hands had been entwined

As if they had emerged from hell

 

So I went to seek my sister dear

For comfort and to ease my fear

But her form was not within her bed

And I chilled a bit with hidden dread

Thinking not of what it would fortell

 

I stepped back out into the hall

Wondering if I should search at all

When suddenly up through the floor

Came a noise that struck me to the core

And echoed as if from hell

 

Terrified I approached the stairs

Forgetting any useful prayers

I stood and listened for a time

But of the noise there was no sign

Only silence in the air did dwell

 

Relieved I turned round with a sigh

Hoping to go back and shut my eyes

But a sudden power made me turn round

And at the stairs it forced me down

As if pushing me under into hell

 

Moving of their own accord

My legs took me to the lower floor

With each step they took the darkness waxed

Fear struck my heart with a leaden axe

And my body soon turned into gel

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

When I landed my legs still would not obey

And from the stairs they turned away

The hall was so dark I could not see

I knew not where they were leading me

Though it felt as if it were through hell

 

At last they stopped amidst the gloom

Before the door of the sitting room

I saw it was open, not too wide

Shaking, I leaned up and looked inside

Though what lay within I could not tell

 

But suddenly through the crack there came

The slightest whisper of my name

My heart leapt up onto my tongue

And the breath rushed out from in my lungs

For that voice came from the depths of hell

 

With trembling hand I swung the door out wide

And  saw my sister there inside

Though she had not a mark upon her skin

I knew in my heart, deep within

That she was really quite unwell

 

For she did not blink or move her eyes

They were frozen staring, opened wide

Her body distorted, it appeared quite stiff

Her hands were clenched and it seemed as if

She had spent a lifetime in hell

 

Then some odd things came ‘round her from behind

Around her neck they did entwine

They were like blackened, curling threads

And when I saw to where they led

My legs failed and on my knees I fell

 

There, standing tall and thin

Was a demonic figure with blackened skin

Stretched tight across its grotesque frame

Its arms ending in twisted veins

Its legs like roots reaching into hell

 

 Though it appeared to be blind

Its open mouth revealed an eye

Its glare was so wide and harshly cold

I found I could not break from its hold

It drew me closer with its spell

 

And then from its ragged throat

Its awful voice wheezed out

It was my sister’s, quite the same

I realized it was what had called my name

And lured me to the pull of hell

 

My sister’s mouth twisted in an awful way

As the demon said “Come sister, come and play”

She reached out for me with claw-like hands

Towards my neck

As if to strangle me farewell

 

My own voice came awake at last

And I screamed a scream fit to shatter glass

I flung my body out the door

Under the demon’s spell no more

Desperate to escape from hell

 

I floundered in the darkness of the hall

Trying not to stumble or to fall

That would have been an awful route

For behind me the demon was in pursuit

And would not be repelled

 

He followed me mouth open wide

Trying to trap me with his eye

His veiny limbs were far outstretched

Around my neck they tried to catch

To draw me back into hell

 

But at last I found myself at the stairs

Scrambling up, my lungs in tears

I reached my room, ceased running with relief

And threw up with a monstrous heave

Collapsing, unconscious, I fell

 

When I awoke I was in my bed

With something hanging above my head

It was my sister’s smiling face, and I heard her say

“Wake up sister, come, let’s play!”

Her breath on my neck as hot as hell

 

 

 

Reviews

[Wildecat]

This is one scary poem, hope I never ever have a dream like this one. Nice write.