Blood Moon and Werewolves

Darkness falls like midnight
The night is dark as a raven's wing
A raven perches on a tree branch
Its eyes glowing red like fire - a demon in the night
A blood moon fills the night sky
Werewolves howling, and screaming
Piercing the cold autumn air with an icy cold chill 
Hungry werewolves hunting in the night
Craving for human flesh and blood
My heart beating like drums 
The darkness of the night and a chilling doom impending my death 

Dark Poetry by: Brett Strotman 📝
May 3rd, 2022