Becoming Jack

By

Lucas Mann

A sacrifice lying on the table
Prepared for complete submission
My creator sharpened her knife
Marking out her plan with precision

She plunged her blade in my flesh
Extracting all my insides
I tried to scream, but unable
Praying the pain subsides

As a babe initially opening its eyes
I saw what was my quiddity
The fire, a passion inside me
I exposed the vespertine morbidity

My face glowing in the darkness
Illuminating ghouls of the night
A sentry protecting my creator
From the horrors of Halloween fright

Congratulations to Lucas Mann for winning Rahaman Writing's Halloween Horror Competition!

 

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