The Haunted Barn

The Haunted Barn

They said don’t go, that place ain’t right

but I was drawn there late one night

The barn stood crooked, slats all bare

a roof that sagged like breathless air

The gate swung wide with no one near

I should’ve left, I felt the fear

But something whispered, soft and slow

a voice too low for wind to throw

The hay was black with mold and rot

a pile of bones sat in one spot

A boot, a cap, a rusted chain

and something moaned just like in pain

I turned to run, the door slammed tight

a shadow moved against the light

It wore no face, just empty skin

and scraped its limbs like broken tin

I backed away, but not too far

It knew I’d parked my car ajar

And if I left, it’d follow fast

It doesn’t care for those who last

Its hands were cold, its smile was wide

it whispered things I keep inside

I begged, I swore, I tried to scream

but all I made was half a dream

Now folks still say don’t go alone

That barn’s not just old wood and stone

It takes what’s left when hope is thin

and seals you like a jar within

I walk by day, but not quite whole

It kept my name, it took my soul

And if you hear a soft reply

Just run. Don’t knock. Don’t ask it why.

A Virginia sweet was I until that night

it took me twice whispering “it was nice”.

Then when it was over it threw me out.

I was raped by evil there was no doubt .

I didn’t tell I move well away.

what he did I will remember till my dying day.

I now fear the lights going out

Afraid he will find me without a doubt.