1 Windows locked.
2 Doors shut,
3 The handles thrown to the ground.
4 A beautiful voice is ringing in
5 The distance, singing...sobbing.
6 "London bridge is falling down,
7 Falling down, falling down...
8 My fair lady..."
9 The voice beckons you to a door,
10 The very door to the attic...
11 The attic in the dark.
12 The dark is frightening,
13 The dark is terrifying,
14 Unsettling and rough.
15 Nothing is right in the dark,
16 But you follow the voice as
17 Tears burn holes through your eyes.
18 Making it to the top,
19 You look about you,
20 Looking for the voice but
21 No one is around.
22 Who could have sang,
23 You wonder as you fall through rotting floor boards.
25 Down,
26 Down.
27 You go through floor after floor,
28 Until the chandelier grabs you and
29 The candles grow from your back.
30 Impaled.
31 Scared.
32 Dead...
33 The dark is frightening,
34 The dark is terrifying,
35 Unsettling and rough.
36 Nothing is right in the dark,
37 But you followed the voice as
38 Tears burnt holes through your now decaying eyes.
39 "London bridge is falling down,
40 Falling down...my dead lady...hehe"
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London Bridge is Falling in my Zombie Apocalypse: A Teenage Girls Frustration.
PoetryVolume one of my poetry collection. Thanks for reading guys, sure means a lot(: - Viktoria Grimm
