Blood Bath Poem by Bethany Mujahed

Darkness falls,
Blodd dripping from the walls,
The smell is unbearable,
That you want to puke.

What makes you scream,
Comes out of no where,
You have no place to hide,
All you can do is wait,
Until your death.

Dark creatures,
Comes out to toy with your poor soul,
You know that you don't have a chance,
So you just give up.

You know what,
I call you a coward,
For giving up,
What I would have done,
Was that once I saw this creature,
I would stab it with a stake,
Not give up,
What are you?

Like I said before,
Your a coward.