Mother, is that You? – 2025 Spooktastic 9th Place

Oh mother, is that you
Who I have sought long for?
I have drifted through these dark halls through
To escape this never ending horror.

You stand there so still as if you can’t hear me?
Oh mother, I need your love so dear so I can feel free.
I walk to you, but you don’t walk to me, can you hear my plea?
Or is the one I walk to not my mother thee?

I walk, and walk till I see your face,
But then I see, it is not the mother I wished to meet.
It is of me with blood and pearly white eyes, not a mother of grace.
I turn around to run from what I greet,

To only come face to face with the scene of my death.
My dead body on the train station floor with
Blood circling like a pool of sharks holding no breath,

And the murderer standing over me as if it was a myth.

Oh mother, tell me that is not you over there,
Holding a knife above my dead head without despair.