Screaming Behind A HeadStone

Feeling the wind brush against your face,
Shivers running down your spine.

Praying your safe,
But you know you're not.

Hiding behind a head stone,
Hearing snow crunch under someone's feet.

Your blood smelling so good to this apathetic creature,
Their blood lust overwhelming their body.

You feel your heart rate speed up,
With your stomach tying into knots.

You know your going to die behind this angel,
But as your head knock against it.

All you want is to breath,
So you beg.

"Please. Just end it. Right now"
You beg as the shadowed creature stands above you.

It reaches down,
Grabbing you by your hair.

Turning your head,
Looking at your neck.

You drift as it's sharp teeth inter your neck,
Screaming at the venom entering your body.