Night like this

When misty story conquered your head

When negativity is hard to untwist

Being alone at your bed

Dark hour toyed your brain

You are seeing nothing but

An imaginary white lady creating some chest pain

Oh fuck the story about this house, testing your gut

Yesterday your friend with a third eye open sleep

At this century old dusty house

He told you that this dwelling is a home of a creep

Of a white lady, a crying baby, doppelganger and of a big mouse

And now you are alone at this gloomy den

Hoping time will fast forward for you to escape this battlefield

Night like this when

Only the blanket turned into a mighty shield

Loud sound bridged your fear at peak

Oh gosh! Indeed, this is a creepy house

But seems you've found the courage to peek

Oh, son of a gun! That big mouse

1-19-2016

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