Evil
The creek, a gasp
And racing heart
Was shadow or real
Can’t tell them apart
Tingling hair roots
In mortal dread
From the pit of the stomach
To the tip of the head
A weight settles down
Obscuring all light
You know this can’t happen
This just isn’t right
Then light rushes in
Though not that you see
Your heart settles down
That creak was a tree
Life floods your body
God comforts your soul
You feared for a moment
But now you are whole
You think for that moment
That evil was fake
It lurks in the shadow
Or foolish mistake
It compounds your errors
With fiendish glee
And just for a moment
It shrieked from a tree
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