Here's one I wrote a couple months back...
Untitled.
There once was a place far away from the city light,
cast in shadow and cloak of night.
I can see it now in my minds eye.
A land called Naught, the place where dreams go when they die.
Silent whispers of evil done
All shall suffer with the setting sun
I see the eyes upon me, so crimson red
I wish it were you standing here instead
I wish it were you standing here instead
I shut my eyes and close my mind
and pretend that I've left it all behind
With my hand in yours and yours in mine
We shall pretend, together, we've left it all behind
Let us leave this place where the wicked winds blow
Where the trees rock to and fro in the chilled midnight breeze
Cold Shivers run up and down my spine
Telling me we have but little time
The eyes of Red, Gold, and Black
Have kept pace in their attack
With gnashing teeth and dripping maw
I see it grin and lick its jaw
I shut my eyes against the sight
But I still see it in the dark of night
I still see it there in the dark of night.