Dark Creatures Poem by Jhanus Thanatos

In this room,
I look and I see,
Outside through the window,
The little girl in the white dress who haunts me,

She rocks and sways,
On my old swingset,
She sings, she plays,
She appears after the sun sets,

Through shadow,
Through light,
I can also see a lonely widow,
Wearing black instead of white,

Smiling faces,
Watery eyes,
My mind wanders through places,
With dark and disturbing skies,

Dark creatures,
Watching me in disguise,
The child; the widow,
Whispering lies....