Looking out into the dark night
I see your face looking back at me
I get up to get close to you
But then you disappeared.
Whistling I hear in the dark hallway
I call out your name
THERE I SEE A SHADOW
I swear it was you
Creaking doors, eyes watching your very move from paintings
Are you here or am I imagining things?
I open the door and quickly swung it open
You run away from me
I see blood on the floor
Did you do this?
I see a hand print on the wall
Where are you?
I'm in this house by myself... So I thought
But I feel you everywhere I go.
What do you want? I ask
And with a whisper you tell me...
"Death is on your way."
Tuesday, September 24, 2013
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