Halloween, horror themed poetry, Poetry, scary poem

Non-existential Beings


What do you think about dolls?
Do you find them cute?
Do you find them lovely?
Or do you find them creepy?

Tell me, what do you feel
When you look into their eyes?
Do you feel their lifeless cries?
Or do you insist that they’re not real?

But wait, did it just blink?
Did you see what it just did?
Did it really happen or are you on the brink?
The brink of losing your sanity.

These dolls, they’re not dead.
You wish they were and you wish that it’s all in your head.
But every night, they come alive.
Their voices and laughter fill the midnight air.


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