Biting a Spectrum

Who is there? Walking in
She is knocking at my door
Is she a guest?
Silky gown, white skin
She is floating at my door
Am I dead?
My legs and arms are stiff
I’m fragile and unarmed while I sleep
Close my eyes count to three
She is staring at my bed
Is she a guest?

She’s smiling, she’s touching me
She whispered about her life after death
She’s getting closer
I cannot breath
I cannot think
I cannot breath

Bite her face, look around
I heard her spooky scream in my head
Bite her face, look around
Her gore eyes melted in dreams in my head

Hereafter I heard her spooky scream in my head