Saw your eyes peeping through the blinds 

Greeting me with a smile and a blade 

I laid there afraid and weak 

I peek out from under my blankets i let out a shriek 

As you began to speak in a dark tone 

"Mark my word you will fear the dark"

You lurk around the room keeping those eyes on me 

Try to disguise my fear with joy 

But that tear wouldnt stay in 

There was NO WAY you could be real 

Who knew that dinner would be my last meal 

Morning couldnt com fast enough 

But at last you seemed to disappear 

It was clear as day the light ran you off 

I now fear the DARK knowing youll be back 




  • dusk arising

    Have you read the piece Candle witch published on here today? I think shes writing about your visitor.
    Your writing certainly made me think so.

    • Gabriella

      I have and I agree

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