The shadows in the hall
Dancing down the walls,
The voices in the breeze
That bring you to your knees.
The stories you are told
That shake your very soul,
The un-departed dead
Are voices in your head.
When objects start to vanish
You still try not to panic,
The bangs when your alone
Your never on your own.
The wailing in the wind
That brings out all you sins.
The un-departed dead
are voices in your head.
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I'm standing alone. No one in sight. This place is so eary. In the darkest of night. Orbs they do roam. Around all these rooms. Making their noises. Slamming doors with big booms.
A whisper in the hallways, A grey smudge in the yard, Not solid and not touchable, Not see-through yet not hard.
I saw you,. Saw your purple aura,. Glowing next to mine,. I felt you,. Felt your hand brush up,. Against my cheek and draw a line,. I saw you,. Saw you change my vision,. Painting demons on the wall,.
I feel you Only I can't touch you I sense you But don't know your thoughts I taste you Can you taste me too.
I turned on the light and slowly turned around. The carefully stepped to reach the door.
#acrostic not sure if it fits (M)any things remain unknown (Y)ou may not believe in things such as ghosts (S)ome folks though, swear they exist (T)hey tell you their stories of spirits that...
I saw him, dark against the shadows,. Back pressed to the wall,. Bright white eyes, a painted mask,. His cloak fell through the floor,. I know the concept of his story,.
#nightdwellers. Have you ever had that eerie feeling. That something isn't quite right. The sensation someone, something is watching you. In the darkest depths of the night.
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