They're in the shadows I seem them there Where the wind billows And the trees stretch long to the skies

They watch me with evil eyes I see them everywhere Even when they're in disguise And they hide under my bed

They might be in my head I see them in the color of my hair My eyes always wonder where I'm led So maybe I'll follow them through my fear

What, you can't see them here? I see them in their dark lair They drive me crazy when they're near I really should run away

Something about them whispers to stay I see them and wonder if they'll tear Are they made or paper or clay Maybe then I can chase them off

My friend snaps me back with a cough I see them and they see our pair Here at this safe little trough They can't get me when she's around

My guardian angel should be crowned I see them flicker in the air Then they vanish without a sound And I know, they're homebound

In the shadows I see People who are lurking I don’t what they are They are driving me insane I don’t know what to do People call me crazy They don’t believe me But the are the shadows i say They have long arms Long legs Sharp teeth that can rip you apart But they laugh like im crazy Say it’s not a danger But I know otherwise Danger is coming upon our world

Through the eyes of others, I wonder what they see. I’m beginning to think I am different because my eyes have seen what lies beneath.

They appear in my window late at night Their scorching glare bring my breath to light. I can see them in the distance, standing still. It’s as if they want me to watch until I know they are real.

It was late last night, I knew it was not a dream. I lay asleep on my couch as the tv screen beams. The power is cut and I can’t quite breath. I know I am now surrounded by the presence for what lies beneath.

Whispers whispering Whispers whispering Whispers whispering

Silence

My eyes peek slightly at the edge of the couch.. There are cold feet covered in grime and dirt and- Blood. My heart leaps out of my mouth carrying the last breath that I breathed out. There is someone standing there that smells like a burning house.

There isn’t much I can say after last night. I made the brave decision to look with my fists out. My fists went through the air before my lids began to open. I swallow the vomit of fear. Nobody, not a single someone was there.

Lights in the dark, pinpricks of comfort They bless me and hold my course I see not my path, it was left long ago Though darkness gather, my way is kept straight

When lights obscured, my gaze falls down Shadows in the dark pain my heart They are there, then they are not Though darkness gather, their dark is more

Lights in the dark, pinpricks of horror They curse me and hinder my course I see not their form, though their teeth are vivid Though darkness gather, I do the same

I can feel you looking at me Your eyes are piercing me skin No one believes me I know your there Where are you Show yourself You are there i know it I can see you Can i Am i lying to myself Maybe its in my head I feel like your laughing at me Are you Where are you Are you a person Haha guys really funny stop scaring me I see everyone though So who are you Am i imagining you Am i high No i can feel you Prove to me your there I can’t take this Show yourself This isn’t funny Who are you Your in the shadows I know you are Stop making me go crazy I know your there My heart is racing I feel you getting closer I am hearing things I feel your breath in my ear The world goes silent I can’t hear It goes dark Hi

I told her i could hear them, even even see them lurking in between the trees.

I told her how they’re waiting, as they smell her perfume flow into the breeze.

I told her how they only wish for a bite, her sweet flesh guzzling down their throats will hold them through the night.

She told me I was insane, just a ugly jealous sister wishing the worst upon her name.

She told me there’s no truth behind those legends of the shadows I seek in the woods, nothing more than a tale to note in your childhood.

She told me she’ll stroll, she’ll stride, through the hilly path surrounded by them all, just to discredit all that I had saw.

They told me they were looking for her after time had went by, someone said they just may have heard her brief cries.

They told me they found her in pieces all around, guess one bite I was not enough for these beast that wonder without much of a sound.

They told me, it’s unfair, it’s pity what had to occur, I told them as I watch their eyes feel up with tears.

“I told hear”

A needle pierces my neck. It is sharp, insistent, It drives deeper to my bone, When it makes contact a chill shakes my frame. I turn wildly and look around the moonlit street. There is no one around. No one like me in sight. Only the dancing swirls that mock my consternation. They wave and dance, Moving with such precision that I know it is nothing short of purposeful. The shadows are watching, The shadows are moving, The shadows are not shadows. My mind bemoans these anaphoric phrases in my consciousness, And I enter a state of pertubation. I am strucken down by the stars with fear, As they let the shadows the moon created come after me. I can not run, I can not suppress, I can only wait. Wait for this prolepsis to happen, Brought on to me by the wicked woes of my mind, And the merciless endeavor the moon befalls to hopeless men.

I do not like to walk alone at night I feel I’m being followed by something The shadows gather and repel the light I linger in the glow, afraid they’ll spring I do not know their motives, I fear them Why do they slink around and hide in dark A creature of the day, night I condemn These shadows follow me, lurk in the park They are not visible to most people They show themselves when they are on the hunt Maybe if I race to the church steeple They follow close behind- I hear them grunt These creatures of the night want to get me No one I know will listen to my plea

The fog drips endlessly. Grey horizons fill my dreams. The crunching of leaves is all I know. Except of course that I’m not alone.

I’ve seen them here in my humble abode of forest land I call my own. Just behind that farthest tree, I’ve seen them lurking look and see.

Cloaked in shadows, always close. It’s not a hoax. Just look close!

As I sit and read, I feel the chills of a thousand eyes watching. The winter already left and the summer is upon me. The chill is unknown and undone not matching, The sun shining so bright yet so cold inside the corners. The shadows creeping closer, but not close enough to peer inside, not enough to see what’s watching…watching me The thousand eyes that peer upon me The hundreds eyes that freeze the air around me The ten eyes that leave chills in me The one eye that stares backs at me The eyes that only I can see…the eyes that stare at me, stare through me, and watch around me Why can no one else see? The creeping figures in the shadows… are they there…or are they imaginary? I can’t help but see the eyes looking back at me The shadows creeping towards me The dark shades draped upon them as they draw closer to take me Take me to a place no one else besides me can see The make believe