The Horror That Comes
As I sit here now
Locked in my study
The horrors of what I witnessed
Still fresh in my mind
The crackling of the fire
is soothing just enough
To allow me to be able to
Put my thoughts to paper
Though soon my situation
Will become quite dire
You see, there is this book
A most accursed tome
And I innocently, foolishly
Read some passages
Which opened doorways
Into my home
And the foul things that entered
Are beyond description
Masses of mangled flesh and claws
And they killed my wife and children
And soon they will come for me
And I'll receive the punishment
I deserve for unleashing
this evil upon the world
I thought the book was only a legend
Written about by H.P. Lovecraft and others
But to my horror, I found it
In an old trunk in the basement
Of this very house...The NECRONOMICON
I hear the beasts moving about this house
Soon they'll come for me
And I am defenseless against them
My only hope is to leave this warning
So that others may avoid my fate
The beasts are toying with me
They know where I am
But they do not enter...yet
OH GOD!! How I wish I could undo
My mistake...mistake seems an
Inappropriate word for something
That took four precious lives
And will soon take mine
They are closing in!!
I hear their footsteps!!
They near the door!!
OH, GOD!! I am so sorry!!
NO!! They pound at the door!!
My end is near!!
When they enter, I'll be torn to shreds!!
May Almighty God have mer____
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