Paranormal Activity

after watching paranormal activity i was terrified to look past the wall my beds against due to complete darkness and decided to take my mind off of it by writing a poem.

Scared to look twards something horrible

And hoping to peer and see something amiable,

You need to see the face of fear.

Suddenly, something starts to appear.

You gasp horrendusly as the figure sits still.

The window brings in the deep chill

From the intense winter air.

Under your breath you resite a quick prayer.

God doesnt exsist. What are you thinking?

You glace and see the shape sinking

Into the darkness surrounding the atmosphere.

You mummble, "I want to get out of here."

But are to afraid to move from your comfort,

Unawear you can leave the hell unhurt.

This is out of control. What is out there?

It moves again swiftly. You sit wide-eyed and stare.

Slowly, it makes its way around the corner.

You breathing hardens as it moves into a quick blur.

"H-hello?" you call out, hoping for no answer.

It comes closer. Growing by the second; getting bigger.

The thud of the foot steps worry you.

You start thinking theres no rescue.

There won't be. You can't outrun what you fail to see.

The image of the shadow seems to toy around,

Bumps the bed, you fall onto the ground.

"I don't want to leave!"

You don't know what you said it for, maybe for relief.

It jumps on top of you. Somthings dripping from its mouth.

You're more scared then the time you drown living down south.

Its tongue falls upon your face. Chubbs? Jesus Christ!

Your 9-month-old pug is the holder of this heist.

You push him off to the side, get up, and go back to bed.

"Well, f**k," was all you had to say, so its all you ever said.