It's Supposed To Be Based On Edgar Allen Poe - Tumblr Posts

Once upon a midnight dreary, when clouds flittered, dark and eerie,

The shining moon hidden behind their ghastly, appalling vapor,

I went walking on that overshadowed path, not even talking,

When I heard something roar, something savage, across the moor.

“It’s the wind,” I told myself. “Couldn’t be anything more-

It would be best to ignore.”

Despite the horrid rustling, I kept on doggedly hustling,

Before the angry sky could pour, across the darkened land I tore,

Out of my chest my heart beating, every stride, fighting, competing,

Against some beast of decrepit yore, worse than a ferid boar.

I ran towards my front door, to the safe place that I do adore

— Better than being done for!