Watching me

Lurking in the shadows,
watching me.
I turn on the lamp, where did they go?
Maybe I'm insane, maybe I'm crazy?

Lurking in the walls,
eyes glowing red.
My heart starts racing,
I'll stay in my room instead.

Lurking in the cracks,
parasite latching on as I yelp.
I can't seem to shake it.
THERE'S NO CRY FOR HELP.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2025

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