The Watcher
Icy chill is in the air.
Someone or something watching, but where?
Darkness is all around, only silence can be found.
I can feel something unwelcome baring down.
Feelings of unease begains to increase.
My eyes dart around the room.
Heart beats faster with a feeling of dread.
I lay quietly in bed, throwing the covers over my head.
I feel his eyes bearing down.
Footsteps echo on the ground.
What's he want?
Whys he here.
Can he feed off my fear?
Does he look for lost loved ones that once lived here?
Can he feel my fear?
He stands tall dark and quiet in the corner of my room.
My mind forewarns me of doom.
Each night he shall return.
Icy chill in the air.
Someone or something watching.
Look if you dare.
But most of all beware.
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