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Pent-up anger, Pent-up hurt, Don't yell at me Voice so curt. Leaking terror, Leaking fight, Please don't hurt me For tonight. Waiting smirking, Waiting bites, I don't like dark Leave the lights.
The pouring rain, The howling wind, The weather's angry call. The cackling trees, The groaning spines, The tallest trunk could fall. The angry moans, The wildest screams, The window seems so frail.
Something oh so funny is fear, For what terrifies me most may come as a shock, Tis not a thousand serpent nor an unexpected knock, Tis not rejection, nor the thought of being alone, Tis not monsters...
(Wouldn't recommend this to ages under 14) I don't think I've got slender sickness. But there is the feeling of eyes watching my back.
Fear as the sun sets, shadows shift in the night, Why is it that twilight brings such fright. Creatures of darkness plunge into the night, All my sympathies cannot make it right.
Bats are creepy Rats are creepy Cats are creepy too All out in the dead of night Their eyes are watching you.
#halloweenparty It's really just a number Or is it something more.
The darkness seeps into my skin, Causing nervous havoc within. Is that foot steps I hear behind me. The cloudy night sky, hides, as I turn and see. Running a few steps, and in the shadows I fold.
#acorn #household Lit by light of candle, I sit alone tonight, In my darkened room, Awaiting morning light. The rain is thundering, Against my window glass, And I sit cowering, Hoping it will pass.
#nightdwellers We are the things that go bump in the night, That send chills up your spine and freeze your skin with fright, We are the scratches, the creaks and the moans, That you tell yourself...
#emotion #nightdwellers Wide-eyed, Everything to fear, The shadows are creeping, The spiders are here.
I have many suspicions, many things to avoid. Such as putting umbrellas up indoors. I have to dodge the cracks on the pavement, to avoid any more bad luck.
#household My heartbeat pounded so fast in my chest, I tried to breathe deeply but my fears could not rest.
Lit by light of candle, I sit alone tonight, In my darkened room, Awaiting morning light. The rain is thundering, Against my window glass, And I sit cowering, Hoping it will pass.
He was afraid to sleep It was the absence Of senses The unknown beyond eyelids For what might crawl Upon him, steal his breath Or scurry into private folds Afraid of holes in conscious life While...
I have a strange fear... It's one that's quite queer. But those CPR dolls that breath... They scare me, can you conceive. It's completely really strange, That air can be exchanged.
My greatest fear is not what you thought. It's not being chased down and caught. It's not heights. Or wolf bites. It's not spiders, snakes or bugs. It's not something hiding under your rugs.
You spin a web, Of silver thread, And taunt me as- I go to bed... You inspire fear, Despite your size, Smother in cobwebs, The bugs and flies.