Monster
Cerberus | Defne Oncel | Pencil
Monster by Alana Sonfield
Upon the ground where fungus creeps and thrives
Where monsters lie in wait for easy prey
I woke up unaware of who I was
Or how I came to be inside a cave.
Unnatural as the pillars are around
The damp and putrid lair of demonspawn
I shiver with the fear of rodent small
That’s trapped by felines prowling near its den.
The stench of rot and mold doth linger here
No wind against my face nor water clear
The shadows on the walls inspire fear
I shout and beg but nobody can hear.
The darkness that I sense approaches slow
But with intent it doth track down my woe.
I trip o’er alien rocks not breaking stride
For on its own my body moves to hide.
O’ down my neck a spider slowly crawls
An itch that will not dissipate when scratched.
The echoing of footsteps through the walls
The tempo of my heartbeat grows to match.
I cower, crouching, cramped behind a spike
Another up above hangs awfully low
The fangs of beasts they do resemble quite
And here I am, inside its mouth enclosed.
The dripping of its drool makes little booms
Reverberating through the halls around
The sharp prevailing sense of certain doom
Approaches ever closer with each sound.
Alas, I feel a tingling, prickling gross
For now I see its shadow; It is here.
It stops, its aura emanating close.
And hence the chamber rings in silent fear.
I know that it can hear my racing heart
As millions of drummers beat in sync
My brain I think will tear itself apart
It hurts, the overwhelming noise of it.
The beating of the drums becomes a storm
A tempest which is sweeping up it all
The drip-drop of saliva fangs, the swarm
Of spiders, mold, and fungus on the walls.
They swirl around me quicker than the wind
With more intent to drown me than the waves
And suddenly I hear the demon din
The want to put me in a deep, dark grave.
It radiates of death and pure despair
Of good emotion there is only void
Upon its body black there lies no hair
It looks to be the shape of humanoid.
But unlike humankind this thing has horns
And small ungodly eyes that glow of red.
A tail and wings this demon also sports
My body stiff is overwhelmed with dread.
I cannot move, I’m paralyzed with fright
Advancing on me with a murderous stare
Impossible to run, my eyes shut tight
Inevitable death is right o’er there.
