I wrote this poem in high school. We were learning about sonnets and I wrote the first horror sonnet. Usually they are about love, but I went in a different direction. I’m not sure if the ending is a reasonable twist, but I don’t care. I like how it sounds.
He hides behind the shadows of the night,
Waiting for the right person to walk by.
A lady whose eyes are bluish and bright
Has been chosen to suffer and die.
This innocent girl walks on as if she’s alone.
She’s startled by a noise from behind her.
The eerie noise runs chills over her back bone.
The noise is nothing, but a cat’s purr.
Knowing she isn’t alone, makes her heart freeze.
She feels warm breath on the back of her neck.
Is her sweet life now going to be wreck?
The warm breath is nothing, but a salty breeze.
She turns her head, and sees his blood red eyes.
At midnight, in hell, no one can hear your cries.