Break!

He took a break from his long trip at a rest stop

had left early from his home

an insurance salesman had arranged a meeting

confident the day would be profitable

headed for the coffee shop needed the caffeine

but the day would not turn out routine!

 

Even as he sat sipping his latte was certain he saw

a strangely dressed female staring at him

then it was gone tried thinking just tiredness

yet after that his skin began to itch

sure wherever he turned the entity was observing

which became very unnerving!

 

Beginning to have a panic attack decided to leave

glad to be outside the anxiety eased

on the way to his car she was there once more

there was no escape what was happening

walked into an advertising sign thoughts distracted

tense all his muscles contracted!

 

Reality was slipping away the scene became distorted

anybody coming near he lashed out

the world he knew came and went in bright flashes

the woman became more disfigured

each sighting ever closer why was she haunting him

everything was becoming grim!

 

Stumbling managed to reach where the car was parked

but even that had become a blur

all balance absent fell against the car to stay upright

now the deformed woman was by his side

reality deserted him emptiness filled a confused mind

the reaper his existence reassigned!

 

TheFoureyedPoet.

 

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Large Black Eyes!

Stories have been told for many decades

that have increased in intensity

creating terror for those it has touched

instilling a dread none will forget

one incident happened on a Halloween

the fear could not be foreseen!

 

Around ten in the evening the dog barked

running about in a crazy manner

she was otherwise alone on this night

heard a faint tap on the front door

feeling uncertain walked down the hall

heard a child’s faint voice call!

 

There were no children living in the house

just herself with the agitated dog

her husband had left to work a night shift

through the frosted glass

two small silhouettes were visible there

of her own anxiety was aware!

 

The voice called again please may we come in

she thought it late for children

to be on their own replied what do you want

her hand shook opening the door

looked down saw two poorly dressed children

one about twelve the other under ten!

 

The barking continued as an unpleasant odour

made her feel suddenly nauseous

the older child stepped forward into clear view

illuminated by the hall light

making her move back strangely was afraid

their presence a threat conveyed!

 

Holding the door tightly so neither could enter

then they lifted their heads together

holding back a scream shocked at what she saw

their eyes were large and black

two pale skinned faces that seemed stretched

on them something inhuman etched!

 

Slammed the door and put on the safety change

added go away you cannot come in

what seemed like hours they stood on the porch

but eventually walked away

went to the bay window with its clear street view

they were nowhere insight terror grew!

 

Sat freezing on the carpet for the remaining night

a frightened pet huddled close and tight!

 

The Foureyed Poet.

 

 

 

 

Meant To Be!

It was meant to be pleasant day away together

as the couple set off.

Cloudy at first but sunny as they arrived

at a quiet country destination.

Taking with them a rug and picnic hamper

like kids did scamper.

 

Losing themselves as time was not relevant

as the temperature rose.

Sat for lunch under a clump of bushes

no breeze and secluded.

It felt so good chatting there unmolested

together completely rested.

 

Unaware of their surroundings or the man

walking across the field.

Until he stood watching and pointing a gun

innocently they  turned.

As he fired the musket for the end prepared

jointly the moment shared!

 

Nothing happened before he disappeared

gathering their things fled!

Brought to an abrupt halt their path blocked

strangely dressed men waited.

A haze formed they menacingly approached

on the their sanity encroached!

 

Oddly there was no sound only visually vivid

overwhelming their minds!

Jumping to the left sliding down a bank

into a patch of stinging nettles.

Scrambled back up but nothing to be seen

just the track and lots of green!

 

Now disorientated and confused stumbled on

eventually finding their car.

Gasping for breath sitting completely dazed

a park ranger came concerned.

When they explained their awful experience

that to them was immense!

 

He listened carefully before telling them both

this was a sight of battles long ago!

They were two of only a few who had witnessed

the ghosts of the fallen.

Young soldiers cut down during the civil war

images lingering forever raw!

 

To scared to go back no words could they say

just had to get away!

 

The Foureyed Poet.