Behind Me
Posted: Wed Nov 29, 2006 3:20 am
I am brave but being stranded way out here, I feel the sensation of fright
Out here in the middle of no where all alone
Darkness falls! Thank God! There is a full moon to give light to the darkness of the night
Being out here like this chills me to the very bone.
It is so dark and black, as now I am in the wilderness
All these sticks, bushes, and trees
So scary, so black. I am totally engulfed by the darkness
As I am in this intense place of fear, I just want to flee.
I try to walk faster as I think something is following me
Now I try to run as I realize they are coming to get me
I think I hear something but it is so dark I just can't see
What to do? My choices are limited and few.
I come to a field, where the moonlight is no longer hidden by the trees
I am running as I am sure I still hear something behind me
My shaking hands, I look down and don't believe what I see
It's like the hair on my hands is wildly growing, see.
Turning I look up at the brightness of the full moon
Behind me I think I see an image of a man
I can't believe I am on all fours howling at the moon
The man behind me--------------------------------------------------------
Out here in the middle of no where all alone
Darkness falls! Thank God! There is a full moon to give light to the darkness of the night
Being out here like this chills me to the very bone.
It is so dark and black, as now I am in the wilderness
All these sticks, bushes, and trees
So scary, so black. I am totally engulfed by the darkness
As I am in this intense place of fear, I just want to flee.
I try to walk faster as I think something is following me
Now I try to run as I realize they are coming to get me
I think I hear something but it is so dark I just can't see
What to do? My choices are limited and few.
I come to a field, where the moonlight is no longer hidden by the trees
I am running as I am sure I still hear something behind me
My shaking hands, I look down and don't believe what I see
It's like the hair on my hands is wildly growing, see.
Turning I look up at the brightness of the full moon
Behind me I think I see an image of a man
I can't believe I am on all fours howling at the moon
The man behind me--------------------------------------------------------