J. E. Richards – Horror Made

Attic Head and #HorrorHaikuesday

Something scrapes above my bed,
Each night brings that moment of dread,
Where I know he’s looking to be fed
My little demon, attic head.

A cry in the night,
A howl on the wind, I hope…
I can out run him.

The midnight dreamer
Weaves her spells and binds us here
In this monstrous hell.

Triple snarls of fate
Echo and reverberate
No hope past this gate.

#HorrorHaikuesday
#artwork by J.E.Richards #haiku by @jeanetteandrome