Scream It
Finding your self in the small room . Finding you feel like
your
not alone. You can feel it watching you . Whispering dark
secretes . Whispering little lie`s to turn you. Whispering
4:44... . It`s touching you. Slightly dragging its finger over
your skin. It wants you it needs you all the while it telling
you
the lie`s whispering 4:44. What is this nuber what does it
mean. What does it have to do with you.. Has the time
come
is it here. I feel it watching me but the whisper is getting
louder and louder it now screaming 4:44 over and over
again. And then i feel the warm burning in my chest and i
feel
its rip the skin i wake up to find 4:44 carved in my
chest..........
Copyright © John Comstock | Year Posted 2012
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