A dark shadow behind her
she sees it and then it disappears
into the darkness and it's gone
she walks a little faster now
her footsteps seem to echo
and she wishes she was closer to home.
the sound of someone breathing
she dare not stop to look around
it's early Christmas morning
as she runs toward the center of town
she hopes to find a cab now
if only she can make it to the square
she feels it's hot breath now
as something lifts her up into the air.
she screams one last time
as she disappears into the darkness
of the night
then all that can be heard is crickets
as her blood drops to the street beneath the light
the final victim of the night
before the sun lights up the morning sky
the girl who never made it home for Christmas
and was never seen again
in morning light
the undead creature is fed now
tho the thirst is never satisfied
eternity can sometimes be a curse
if you're spending it
as a creature of the night.
12/25/22
