Silent Heartbeat

In the cold dark night of this eerie place,

The only thing I can hear is my heart race.

The footsteps draw near of that horrible creature,

The one with the claws and the terrifying feature.

I tried to run but he was faster,

He pounced on me to show he was the master.

He clawed at my neck and then at my head,

Pretty soon there beside me was a blanket of red.

He left me there alone uneaten,

Cold, bruised, and terrible beaten.

I laid there for more than an hour,

As for my strength I had no more power.

So on that cold dark night in that eerie place,

I could no longer hear my heart race.