They Only Come Out At Night
They Only come out at Night
Like Smoke throught the Forest
Floating in the Air
not a Sound to be heard
Over Hills They go
Down into Valley's They Flow
Creeping slowly down a Road
Up into Your Driveway
onto Your Porch it Comes
into a Crack it flows
Black as Pitch
Cold as Ice
Looking for the One
Up out of a Slit in the Floor
it Creeps to a Door
Under it goes
Slow and steady
it is always ready
under a Bed
Ready to Grab Your Head
and take You away
where You will NEVER see the Light of Day
Copyright © Billy Jones | Year Posted 2023
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