I look up into the starry filled sky
And I see a shooting star go on by
The crescent moon is out
I'm left to be alone without a single doubt
The snow is now tumbling to the ground
The walls start to shake and pound
And at the end of the corridor is a blank face
It's too late to leave this haunted place
I feel the cold rush up and down my spine
The white walls close in to a thin line
They are about to pounce on their prey
They circle the room where I lay
I freeze and close my eyes
I think of good times and say my good-byes
I wait for the pain and suffering to come
To know what I have done
Because of the destruction and terror
We have to run and hide
They said we'd all be safe
But they lied.
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What Lies Beyond
PoetryAnd while we may feel lonely, we learn that we're not alone.