Who shall open his door?
In the dead of the night?
To voices that adore
All the while set affright.
My feet felt the cold floor
In my distraught, I rose.
Curious with the tapping on my door
Right in front my nose.
My pup churns,
Barking at the door
Troubled stirred, he turns
Disquieted like never was before.
I took him in my arm
Wrapped between my chest
He felt safe from harm
But still troubled nonetheless.
I stepped close to the door
And peeked through its peep-hole
To see this ill-timed visitor.
A kid without a soul.
The kid is twelve-years-old high
In his casual attire.
But what brought him by,
Instead to his own home retire?
His skin is pale,
His hair, dark black.
Rocking like his lower limbs will fail
Making a rattling clack.
There is a sense of doom
While gazing at this eerie kid
In the ambiance of this dark room.
There's a panic I cannot rid.
His eyes remained on the floor
Until I peeked again
He touched the door,
And that was when..
From what I did see
Fear gained on me
His eyes black as the night
There's not a fraction of light
I withdrew myself from the door
As dread gripped my heart
It beats so fast like it never did before
As I saw the Devil's art.
"Please, open the door" the kid implore
Beckoning me to let him in.
As if he can see me from behind the door.
Which gives me goosebumps on my skin.
"Please let us in"
Now with a chiding tone
The dark room devouring me from within.
I felt so alone.
He continued knocking on my door
As I sat staring at it in awe
Settled dumbfounded on the floor
This fear, my indomitable foe.
There was never a restful night since then;
That night with that BLACK EYED KID.
