The day was dark and full of gloom

My room was cold and filled with doom

Floors creaked, doors creaking

And through the door and eye peaked

There were two dark figures

Inside the keyhole I heard many whispers

They started creeping

My heart then now started beating

Fingers crawled along my spine

Death was now to be mine

The snatched me and grabbed my legs

And then hanged me on the pegs

 I screamed wanting to be released

The snatchers now should be pleased

I lay there waiting for my murder

I cannot live no further