#InkOfLyNic

In the dead of night, shadows creep
Whispers in the dark, secrets they keep
Ghosts of the past, haunting my sleep

Eyes wide open, heart racing fast
Footsteps approaching, a chill is cast
In the darkness, my fear is vast

A presence unseen, but felt so near
Cold fingers brush against my ear
I tremble with dread, consumed by fear

The air grows thick, a sense of dread
I close my eyes, a prayer unsaid
In this haunted house, I am led

The clock strikes midnight, the hour of the dead
I hear a voice, filled with dread
"Join us," it whispers, filling me with dread

I wake with a start, covered in sweat
Was it a dream, or something I met?
In the darkness, I am left

Haunted by ghosts, in the dead of night
A chilling tale, of fear and fright
In this house of horrors, I take flight


© LyNic