sandy nobody

Rookie (midwest, usa)

Death At My Door - Poem by sandy nobody

late at night
a knock on the door
slowly getting out of bed
walking across the floor

opening the door
and there he stood
in his long black robe
knew inside, he was no good

he reached out his hands
pushed me back
walked inside
he was the man in black

looked straight into his eyes
no words he spoke
felt his hands upon my throat
as he squeezed, i started to choke

i felt the sweat upon his palms
dripping down my back
he had complete control
this man in black

i could feel his breath
as he leaned close to my face
staring into his cold icy glare
my heart was beginning to race

he squeezed tighter and tighter
i could not breathe
i choked harder and harder
would soon there be a relief?

slowly losing conscientousness
overwhelmed with fear
i could not speak
nor shed a tear

he had this awful stench
i recognized as i took my last breath
this man in black
is the Man of Death

i heard that evil laugh
as my body lay lemp upon the floor
i knew then
i let death walk through my door


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Poem Submitted: Monday, November 20, 2006

Poem Edited: Wednesday, November 24, 2010


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