The moon and the mist, hide a secret
The darkness, helps hide it away
The sounds in the midnight get louder
The night lingers into the day
*
Mossy pathways make it hard to stay balanced
The air is as thick as the mud
Staying sane becomes your biggest challenge
Something is lurking and searching for blood
*
The scent in the air, is unliving
Sounds float around, leave you feeling unhinged
You feel a breath on your neck, unforgiving
A slight hint of something, brushes your skin
*
As you turn, you're sure something is moving
But shadows come and go, like the breeze
A twig snaps and you find yourself reeling
The fear gnaws at you like a disease
*
Your heartbeat races, as fast an airplane
Your blood's surging hard, through your veins
Your breathing is staggered and heavy
Smell of sweat, is what gives you away
*
You're the target, and you're making it easy
For the hunter to track down his prey
When he finds you, he will have you for dinner
And throw what he can't use away
*
Except for the fear you hold deep in your throat
That you are unwilling or unable to scream
He will save that to use, at just the right time
When he awakens, your darkest memories
*
When the sun sets, and you can't keep from sleeping
He'll be waiting for you in your dreams
Like the rays through your window, come creeping
Hold you tightly, so no one hears your screams
*
Sure, that moon in the sky is amazing
Romance blooms in the light of it's rays
But beware when the mist comes to mingle
The moon is a beast, and he is ready to play
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Kelli Sheckler-Amsden
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Comments (5)
Haunting!!! Wonderfully written!!!
"The moon is a beast and he's ready to play!" Creepy -- love it!
Hearted,love the use of words for the imagery 🥰👌
Omg. this is great! Well done.
Oh man, I got shivers when you said about the twig breaking! This was all the right creepy and spooky. Great work!!