(A Blankverse horror poem.)

Titled.
- The Knock-


Hello...
I'm scared..
Something's been knocking on my window
Since the break of night..
I am awake
I shall probably see the sun rise through the eastern horizon
For sleep is no where to be found


The mysterious being is back again
It seems to pull off a perfect human door knock rhythm at intervals on my window
It stops when I flash a light
And when I draw closer to the window
in fear-,
I can feel something run away


It's not forcing itself to get in
It's asking for my permission
What could it be?
And why has it come for only me?

Or is it only me?
Is it on everyone's window?
Is it on yours?
My heartbeat is faster now...
I have no one to call...


Do you know what it is?..
Do you hear the knock too?
Or does it _perch_ only on the windows
of those who stay awake
when others enter a perfect state of rest?...

Maybe I should be brave enough to take
A look.
I should move closer to those windows..
So this is what "Easier said than done"
Really feels like.


As I walked to my window.
I slowly open the curtains..
Then my shaky hands raise the window panes.
That when I see who, or what is knocking...
I gasp in utter shock...as it jumped on me!


- The Knock-

꧁꧅B̷l̷a̷z̷e̷r̷e̷m̷a̷𖣘𖣘


#poem #horror
© Blazerema