A feeling overcomes me
Of terror
And my eyes look around
Looking in vain
Into the sudden silence
Erroded by darkness
And I feel them,
I feel the eyes ~
All around..
Watching me,
Only me.
Do you feel that?
I scream a silent scream
My hands are shaking
I feel
A bong hand
A cold hand
Grip my shoulder
Warm blood trickles down my back ~
I turn to see nothing
Excepting four holes
In my flesh.
I'm running from pew
To pew
In this abandoned church
Trying the doors
All are locked
A flutter of demonic wings
Chasing me
Cackling
I see those eyes
Those yellow eyes
They blink slowly.
Tiptoe
Softly
I won't dare breathe
Those eyes they watch me
But it's my fear they see.
I touch another cold handle
On a heavy oak door
It swings open
With a creak
And I run,
Run into the blackness.
A fluutter of wings and ahiss of s anke
I'm down on my back and my head starts to ache
Sticky sweet blood spreads on the ground
I turn myself over
On my grave I've been found.
Slinky snakes crawl over me,
Flutter of wings surround me
WEyes open wider as they move for the kill
And here I will die
This just can't be real. |
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