Broke Down
Broke
down on a country road,
In
the middle of Smokey Mountain,
No
one can hear our fearful cries,
But
we continue to keep on shouting.
Our
phones are dead, no moon tonight,
The
road seems so eerie black,
The
scariest thing we can think of,
No
one knows where we are at.
Then
the glowing eyes begin to appear,
As
we hold each other close,
Mother
and daughter scared as shit,
In
our vehicle we are froze.
The
glowing eyes march closer,
Like
zombies without a cause.
Then
we see a herd of deer,
And
think how scared I was.
The
deer do pass across the road,
And
we decide that we should walk,
Hand
in hand, arm in arm,
We
head down the road in shock.
Then
high shrieks come out of the woods,
And
a wolf howls at the sightless moon.
We
run back to our car in the dark
Hoping
help will be there soon.
The
police arrive with loving smiles,
Asking
us both if we are ok.
We
said that this was a perfect end,
To
completely horrible day.
The
police said it wasn’t over yet.
As
they pushed us against their car,
Roughly
they handcuffed us tight,
The
night, not over, by far.
We
were terrified of the two officers,
Whose
faces changed before our eyes,
They
were lycans out looking for food,
When
they heard our midnight cries.
Well,
we were invited to their evening feast,
We
thought we were the main course,
But
they just wanted company,
And
our friendship they had to force.
When
all was done they dropped us off,
Right
back at our broke down car.
And
our nights frightening adventure,
Continued
so bazaar.
Mother
and daughter got in their car,
And
cuddled through the night
Long
story short my dear friends,
They
survived until the morning light.
[©Rik
Bertrand (JUNE 2014 #6) based on a true story, my good friends Inion Mathair
(daughter and mother) had this scary incident of their car breaking down on a
dark mountain road. This poem replays the incident with added fictional mayhem…
J
there new dark poems book just came out check them out.]
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