Monsters

There are monsters in these woods These woods are infected with darkness Everything is silent and still And everything is alive with noise and terror Blood drips from a blackened tree where a beast has made it’s kill Screams, howls, and moans, Come reach out to you and beckon you deeper, Deeper into the woods Eyes blink in the darkness, Waiting, watching. Something is out there, in these woods Something darker and more wicked Than the monsters that creep and crawl And tear at your hair when you aren’t looking This thing knows that you are here It has been waiting for you It knows you. The darkness is closing in on you The monsters are coming close, creeping No one can hear you in these woods Once these woods and these monsters have you They will never let you from their bloody iron grip. Run. Run as fast as you can, the monsters are coming for you Run to me You belong to me You are safe here The monsters will be gone Trust me Come into the woods.