Randy Freie Poet Rhyme

Shadows At Midnight

In the quiet of the night
That's what I dread the most
Cause when the clock strikes twelve
That's when I see her ghost

It moves like a shadow
Till it reaches my bed
Then her face comes alive
But her eyes are so dead

The moment seems surreal
Just like a lucid dream
When she takes me by the hand
That's when I start to scream

With her fingers ice cold
And her grip getting tighter
Her eyes grow darker
And the room grows brighter

Then I see how she died
On the day that she drowned
The cops searched everywhere
But her body never found

With her vision in my head
I could feel a cold shiver
Saw a tree wedged her body
Underneath the river

All at once I couldn't breathe
Like I was drowning too
I was gasping for air
With my skin turning blue

My body frozen stiff
Blood pounding in my head
I could see her lips moving
But couldn't tell what she said

Then she pulled her hand away
And I could hear her pleading
She was begging for my help
With her hollow eyes bleeding

She wanted me to find her
To set her spirit free
But where was I to look
And where to find that tree

I could see her desperation
But didn't know what to say
Then heard her sadly groan
As her shadow slipped away

I lay there feeling helpless
With no inspiration 
Unable to determine 
Her body's last location

Now the clock is ticking down
Till I'm paralyzed with fright
This nightmare plays again
At twelve tomorrow night

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