Now Entering
September 30th at 11:59 comes the opening of the door to a special month.

Now comes thee to the most hallowed of spaces
The magic hour that does stretch on for more
Than thirty days, a month of terrors and laughs
And one has no real chance but to enter that door
There is no respite from what lies within
Friends and lovers awaiting with a fright
All kinds of creeping and spooking await your soul
As you shudder to sleep with the ghosts and ghouls this night
And in this blessed moment of hell's yearly rise onto this Earth
The inner demon child slowly begins to awaken with memories and sweets
Every channel and transmission, servants bringing you your evil fix
As you anxiously await being frozen in fear on the edge of your seats
Appointments are made later to hide behind masks, scaring the undead
Be ready for their day to rise and walk among you
There's nothing more disturbing than that ghost-white face
And you're startled or scared by another chorus of BOO!!!
You've entered the door like each year before
Walking bravely into the valley of the demonic scenes
Even the darkness falls earlier as the demons rise
Bringing about an end to all that's peaceful with the demons' screams
About the Creator
Jason Morton
From fiction to reality there’s tons to share about this crazy life. From being a single father, an officer, and having had many insane adventures while I learned about the world, my imagination runs wild with ideas.
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