Crossed Streams rotten closet

Creeping at the fringe of the doorway, not wanting to see inside
But the open alcove beckons, Creeping forward slowly lured
Is it curiosity or is it sinister compulsion
The doorway swallows whole, strict punishment for temptation
ROTTEN CLOSET
Worst nightmare dwells inside, demonic and repugnant
All I want to do is get out, end game is forced possession
Magnetic pull that attracts flesh, now get your damn corpse inside
Finally a vessel to enthrall, cross the threshold...
ROTTEN CLOSET