Petrified, peculiar and punctual
She was there
Night after night
Same dark room
At the same damn time
White faced, pale and cold
She stared blankly at me
Angel like, with the devil in her eyes
Same dark room
Same damn time
I look to my left
And then to my right
Darkness yet again
Where are we?
Ill never know,
As I feel someone staring
Again
And there she was
Covered in mud
No longer angel like
Same dark room
Same damn time
Then she grinned
Razor sharp teeth
Twinkling back at me
Same dark room
Same damn time
I blink and blink
She is still dirty
Tomorrow?
I think
Awake.
