Shadow lingers in the hall <br />as voices echos through the windy night <br />gloom of death soon approaches <br />our bodies shivered in fright. <br /> <br />Spirits of the night in search of life <br />roaming through the streets <br />with their eye sucket empty and tight locked jaw <br />seeks to be free once more. <br /> <br />The smell of blood is what they seek <br />old and youg they devour in sleep <br />feast until filled <br />leaving behind pain and horror <br />they retire - until next night of the hour.<br /><br />Giselle Joseph<br /><br />http://www.poemhunter.com/poem/night-life-7/
