The darkness surrounds
Evil lurks in the shadows
Unspeakable terror
Scratching, Clawing
Trying to escape
Fear courses through my soul
As the horror grows stronger,
I grow weaker.
Voices clamour in my head;
Painfully clear visions,
Fire, torture, death.
This thing, this demon
It wants me,
Needs to feel my fear
And feed on my energies.
Panic sets forth.
Night after sleepless night.
Don't turn out the light,
For it needs darkness to breathe
To come alive.
To stare at me
With beady little eyes .
And an evil smile
Half playful grin
Half deadly smirk.
Don't laugh at me
Don't call me crazy
But I am tempted.
To taste of the dark side
And be seduced
By the bitter sweet taste.
And I'm afraid.
Afraid I might like it.
So, OK, there is something in my house...I don't know what it is. But this is the poem I wrote about it. You can join Unsolved Mysteries and post your own mysteries or
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