Poem 2 : - The Dark Corner Of My Room by Dona Sussan Chacko

I'll be reciting The Dark Corner in the Back of My Room by Dona Sussan Chacko.

You know, there’s acold dark cornerin the back of my room,It whispers my nameand says, “I’m coming for you.”

As the corner gets closer,I am running away,But it takes me in andmy soul starts to burn.

I scream in the silence,but no one can hear,The darkness surrounds,feeding on my fear.

My eyes start to bleed,dripping crimson tears,Consumed by the horrorsof my darkest fears.The walls close in,with claws they scrape.

My skin starts to melt,as the shadows take hold,And my bones lie thereturning to dust.

As my floor and my bedare painted with nothingbut my own blood.